Perhaps things would be different sooner/

If we came outside of our comfort zone/

maybe sacrificed for a season/

sometimes I think it is as if we got addicted/

to all the sacrifices others made to smooth our path/

the doors they pushed open/

the work they did while telling us to concentrate on making our own way/

and now we really feel entitled/

have lived this way a long time/

we sound petulant to our own ears/

know no other way to live/

grieve that there’s no one there too pamper and ease us/

but what if it is our turn/

to give up the entertainment we like/

the pet peeves and projects/

what if it is our turn to gather the children/

who need us/

and ease their way/

teach them/

mentor them/

see them/

sacrifice our time/

energy and means/

for them/

what if it is our turn/

and we never step up to it/

what then?