COMPART-MENTAL-EYES

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COMPART-MENTAL-EYES

We learn early on to compartmentalize

Because the same person that yells at you for a messy room

Might also make your favorite chocolate chip pancakes

The teacher who makes history fun and interesting

Might leave a hoarder home filled almost to the ceiling

Working her way through trails in the hoard

The bus driver with a perfect driving record

Might have said some very hurtful things to her disabled husband

Right before she revved up her bus

The dentist might cheat on his taxes, the check-out lady

So cheerful and upbeat

Might have been driving drunk last weekend

My mulch might have been delivered by a man who spent

Seventeen years in prison for homicide

We can only look at other people's outsides

Sometimes we learn a lot more, but what does that mean?

We need buses, mulch, education, tooth care

So we must compartmentalize

If I find out a favorite author is a scoundrel

Will I stop reading those books? Maybe.

But compart-mental-eyes

Are an absolute necessity, otherwise

We would have nobody and nothing 

Nor could we function in the world at all

We must accept the world as it is

While working to make it better every single day.

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