"A Plea For Understanding" by Eric von Bayer I see with dark sad eyes the intolerance that belies so much of this world hear the masses cry the lack of understanding people subjugated to what others believe Why is it so hard for them to see? to see the awful burden that they do lay upon other shoulders each and every day. We are not all the very same some find fear, others find blame But I urge with all my tired heart find beauty in this, let it not depart nurture it like an award winning rose for it will bloom richly, not shrivel, decompose... Who are these ones who tread so thoughtlessly putting underfoot fragile innocent delicacy The ones who strip humanity from life who kill with love and wound, cause strife Who intend the best and hurt the most yet offer words of support in public toast. Children in big bodies, worn like oversized shoes pretending and acting, filling roles desperately huge afraid the world knows their unbearable secret never able to grow, too busy acting the part. I know your secret, that's part of my sorrow part of what issolates me, feeling bitter and old, I'm not from today, yet some distant tomorrow. I feel so alien, so oft alone, So far away from some fictional home. Lest you think ill of me, or that I condescend, I speak honestly and in that I do mend, I'm not grown up either, I'm still irresponsible at times still follow my heart instead of my mind still make mistakes, still repay hurt dealt to me, moreso when wounded my friends in my heart that I keep. My words may have strayed a bit far away from the point I began to try to say. Let people be what that shall will to be do not disdain, belittle or worry... Lend them strength, a steady helping hand build them up and help them to stand. Give them room to grow and simply be, unique for all the world to see.