The Captaincy

She was made captain of the team
It surely was an honor
Alas, the weight of captaincy
Sat heavily upon her

She tried her best to show the way
In word and thought and action
But found frustration her reward
A fast drive to distraction

For people had their lists of things
Both spoken and unspoken –
That she was supposed to fix for them
All things she hadn’t broken

And she began to realize
There was both sweet and sour –
To have responsibility
Is not the same as power

How Heavy Is The Weight

O Lord:

How heavy is the weight
So many people carry
That no earthly weight loss program
Can reduce

And how many shoulders stoop
And minds struggle to function
Under the crushing mass of grief
And earthly sorrow

And we
We judge the outside

And from the gaunt and haggard ugliness inside us
Add daily to the life-stealing weight others bear

So, missing the chance

And responsibility

This life gives us

To help shoulder the weight

Off Course

Unhappy Couple

Sometimes, we do not recognize
Just how we got to where we are;
We find, to our sudden surprise
That we have gone off course, and far

We struggle to remember those
Decisions made along the way;
But every step we took we chose
And that’s how we got here today

Different Paths, Same Trip

Grave Path

Power, freedom, responsibility, diminishment, and death
This is the typical journey from childhood to the grave —
If we are granted that much time

Small children see that bigger people have more power,
And they want to acquire it

Teens see freedom as the big prize of the next age:
Freedom to do as they want
With whom they want
When they want

Young adults realize that the next stage for them,
Whether in a job or with a family, or both
Is one of taking on more responsibility.

Adults toward the end of their working years
Realize that physical and mental breakdown
And diminishment of capability
Comes with aging

And, at the end of it all
Is the inevitable

We all travel different paths
But we’re all on the same trip