and off they go

How I feel when I think of all the people in my life and the adventures we all embark on

My Mothers arms were soft and strong. I loved to hold myself up with my arms around her back, straining my neck and relying on her for support for everything, through each and every little day of my childhood.

I cried on all first days of school, in grade two I shed no tears and my class mates were not uncomfortable around me. They never cried on any day of school, not the first day not any day, not even the day when Jake's parents got divorced. Jake never cried when his dad left, never cried when his brother went to jail, never cried when he slit his wrists. Jake never cried.

I only made a few friends in high school but we had a lot of fun. I felt uncomfortable around the girls who were always around the guys. Flirting and focusing on how to be cute while I focused on how to solve the math equation. They laughed with the boys, they laughed with the teachers, they laughed with me but I never knew why. They laughed with Britney each time she had go to the principles office. Britney stopped laughing with the boys when they made fun of her. Britney stopped laughing when she got home from school and never ate. Britney made a lot of friends in high school but Britney had no fun.

I did well in college and got a good job. The option of college was gone for Brooke who always did drugs, gone for Jesse and Jamie who lost their baby, gone for Kyle who never had a chance to begin with. For him, all options were gone. They had a good youth but never a good job. They had a good summer but vacation is over, all options are gone, all options are over. Sarah got sick, Jim got divorced, Cindy was abused and lost all force.

I see all the failures, I see all the pain and I see them fall each time it rains.

I cannot  hide in my mothers arms. My neck is too sore, her back has since broke, the world is too cold, the warmth is no more.  

I sit in my success and look at my luck. I know I cannot hide. Everyone needs a helping hand, a borrowed ladder to climb. I climbed my mothers ladder as she raised me up. Perhaps my fortune is not my own. I will raise up Sarah, Jesse and Jake. I will lift up the people and stampede their mistakes. From all paths of life and where they fell down I will tread on the mud and form a human crown, of hands holding hands not judging or suing, not raging or raping, no mindless consuming. Just loving and caring till the town will grow, till the crown will glow, and off they go and off they go.