They Applaud But Do Not Hear

They applaud but do not hear
They clap but do not heed
They bounce from inspiration to inspiration
Yet never truly plant the seed
That forever stays dead
Just another good idea wasted
On an opinionated shallow pool
Filled with those who feel better deluded
“Give me this! Give me that!
Why isn’t the world a better place?” they say
Yet when their contributions are weighed
They say, “Don’t judge me that way!”
Better the dead fighter
There’s more life in him
Better the simple doer
His future’s less dim
Better the repentant prostitute
Her face now turned to the light
Better the unknown servant
He rests well at night
Greater are those who do
Who do not merely opine
Greater are those who try
Than cowards with no spine
For no one eats if no one harvests
No one harvests if no one plants
And all the clapping will plant no seeds
There is no tilling among the rants
All the praise and fame will feed no mouths
Of the dying least of the least
No press-release will shelter those
Unaided by a networked social beast
No communion cups will quench
The thirst of those beyond the mission
No sincerity will make up
For mistaken superstition
Yet patience is a virtue
And one must hope
I admit I lack that virtue
Nevertheless, we cope

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David Bonifacio Husband, Father, CEO of Bridge, Managing Director of New Leaf Ventures. #DB

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