Desiderata, Is It Needed

Desiderata, Is It Needed       

There are days 

you walk around dazed
and you're not very friendly.
Minutes, even hours, 

find you lost and I know 

my presence confounds you.
That's when you start talking

in whispers. It's your way 

of asserting the strands 

of silver on your head,
your Lord of the Flies dance 

around my campfire.

Don’t let it blind you. Virtues 

abound in everyday heroes.