The Unkindness of Kindness

‘Kindness is not kind,’ claimed he.

Subtle on the outside, it rages within.

Unlike I.

Fighting for a cause, causing a change.

Yeah, it does all of that but nothing’s free!

With kindred eyes, it lures you in,

No gifts In return. All in vain.

‘It doesn’t stop at you,’ said the Devil.

But makes you do it to others,

And others unto you.

Beware, it’s a vicious circle,

There’s no getting out!

But if you like, I can help you,

Just choose your vice.

I am not sure if this makes any sense. The idea of Satan talking on kindness suddenly popped in my head.

Doing good or being good is not easy. A virtue is not easily earned. When it is, it changes you. Your heart changes and you are in tune with the goodness in the universe. But ‘goodness’ doesn’t come easy.

We (at least I) have always pictured Satan as this red beast with horns, a tail and with a trident ready to strike. He is automatically to be blamed for everything we do wrong – the choices, the habits, the sins, crimes etc.

But what if he were a simple and misunderstood being/ fallen angel who just wanted us to know the ‘other’ side of virtues?

Perhaps…

Perhaps, in another time,

On another day,

We’d enjoy the sunset far far away.

You and I’d stand together and smile,

the twinkles crinkling your eyes.

As we would plan the rest of the days of our lives.

You’d hold my hand, warming the chill in my bones,

As I would drink the unspoken promises, drowning my groans.

But, if only it were true.

You & I stand today, not together.

The smile causes no crinkles,

As the fabric of time gathers wrinkles.

Wildflower Child

I am sorry.

For many things,

I misled you to believe.

Sorry, I truly am.

For I am not weak.

Nor fragile, delicate or beautiful.

You can’t bruise me,

Flatten, trample or pluck me swiftly.

For I am a wildflower,

Borne from the core,

Simple yet difficult,

Common but not easily found.

For I have braved the winds

And lashes of rain,

I have heard the mountains tremble

And the earth dissemble.

For I am the wildflower,

Deeply rooted in the earth within.