A Contribution to Statistics

This is one of the many poems Peter Short shared with us last week. It really made me think about who I am and what I do so I thought I would share it with you on this day of our Soul Journey.

A contribution to Statistics

Out of a hundred people

those who always know better

fifty-two

doubting every step

nearly all the rest,

glad to lend a hand

if it doesn’t take too long

as high as forty-nine,

always good

because they can’t be otherwise

four, well maybe five,

able to admire without envy

eighteen,

suffering illusions

induced by fleeting youth

sixty, give or take a few,

not to be taken lightly

forty and four,

living in constant fear

of someone or something

seventy-seven,

capable of happiness

twenty-something tops,

harmless singly, savage in crowds

half at least,

cruel

when forced by circumstances

better not to know

even ballpark figures,

wise after the fact

just a couple more

than wise before it

taking only things from life

thirty

(I wish I were wrong),

hunched in pain,

no flashlight in the dark

eighty-three

sooner or later,

righteous

and understanding

three,

worthy of compassion

ninety-nine,

mortal

a hundred out of a hundred.

thus far this figure still remains unchanged.