It seems we can’t all be right,
ending in a pointless fight.
Hate continues to have no need,
an existence of excessive greed.
What’s right to you,
a delight to you,
your life’s passion.
defined by what you love
you sit there,
looking down from above.
ego’s built up,
stubborn minds clash.
putting you to the side
find the genuine interest that lies.
you can’t always be right,
with the mind clenched up nice and tight.
Approach each conversation with an open mind,
you’ll never be so easily defined.
– Evie Pardoe