Poetic Musings

When I Shine Brightly

When I shine brightly, I must give it to the people of the streets, to those most in need, to clients undergoing healing, to a friendly passerby who needs relief.

Then, I am a shooting star, pointing to the way with light guiding them.

I am seen as a spark of Hope to help them when they had yet found no one.

But, when I’ve presented honestly to peers of rank or equal “status,” often they’ve sought to undermine my efforts out of jealousy, fear, or malice.

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