“What Can I Do?” a poem

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“What Can I Do”

As I sit and eat and look out at the world, from warfare, to welfare, to earthquakes, to riots, to the want and desire for peace.

There is within me a nagging, soul dragging possibility, or worrisome thought, that will not cease.

“What can I do?” this is the troubling thought, you see … I mean really… is saving everyone in this whole wide world really up to little old me? … Honestly? … How could something like that be?

After all, “What CAN I do?” … “What can I do?”… Really? … because I see within me the inability to erase the suffering in the world that I find…

“What can I do?” … “What can I do”… these are the only words bouncing around in my mind.

Small am I, not famous or even well-known. Tired am I, without finances or fortune enough for the trumpet I desire to blow. Despised am I, different, not well-fitting, not trusted because I refuse to follow greed’s bidding.

“What can I do? What can I do?” these are the words, every time.

If only my words mattered, if only they could captivate the world’s heart. I would type till my fingers bleed, as if each letter were a life-giving seed, if only my words when heard could change a single person’s heart… then perhaps from my head those worrisome words “What can I do” would part.

“What can I do?” … Well… I suppose this “desire” to help others I could share.

Perhaps, “What can I do?” is meant to be there.

Perhaps there is a reason, and although we are not yet in season, perhaps these words are a sign… a spark of the Divine… showing us that the desire to love alone is more than enough to save the world each and every time.

And so, my friends, “What Can I Do?” is something … I hope … you also find.

Jacob Israel​
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