Can you stop being unhappy?
It seems, we strive daily to absorb
To notice, to embrace and to applaud
The negatives, anger, frustration, disbelief
We catch and hear and amplify then echo their pains
Suddenly no longer theirs
Suddenly ours, our cause
I pause.
Shouldn't we forget that pain?
Stop looking into the depths of humanity
Seeking that darkness desperately
See the good we hold instead of the bad
Those smiles we lose not the frowns we hide
Suddenly...can this be ours?
Can happiness be owned?
NO! We moan.