responsibility

She told Peter Parker that, “With great power comes great responsibility.”
And, they also say that knowledge is power, right?

So if comic books and general wisdom hold true,
then I guess
with knowledge comes responsibility,
and ain’t that the truth.

Every day I practice and the sense of responsibility grows out of proportion to the status that I hold and I wonder how can one man find the strength in each moment to act upon the knowing of a mindful life,
which furthermore is inundated with the latest
pain from around the world?

And in knowing it, I also know there’s only so much I,
in this human shell, will do
even though I can. Why is that?

Why is it that my own life will always be more important to me than the abstracted
humanity?
I know without knowing the details that every day I choose,
and every day I choose to kill.
What I do might change who or what, but
this system is rigged against you, man.

I have to choose (knowing that not choosing is still a choice),
because I am not yet strong enough to take up every cause—
will I ever be?

If you join me, maybe…
Maybe when the default is the every day let’s lift each other way,
maybe then, then I can turn to look out there.

Or, just maybe,
I won’t need to.
Because here and there are two faces of the same.

We can’t leave the fixing to the titans,
they are just human too
and the problem is staring us in the face in the mirror every day:
If they are not better than me,
then how can I expect them to do better than me?

Today, I try again.