​In My Feelings

In My Feelings
by Jack Hurd

Am I that light bread, that white bread that one just kneads and kneads between the five fingers of the hand until I’m dough? 

Now what? 

You think I can be shaped and molded all over again? 

No, you are not my maker. As a matter of fact, do you have a moment? 
A moment: the petite messenger that shapes and molds the both of us daily. Minute by minute as a matter of fact. Every time, we, you, and me. Blink your eyes and believe it or not, our changes are being made. Oh yes, even as we speak! By the time I got through a word, a statement, our emotion just went from one way to another. 

All I’m saying is we are together in this walk. You are to help me, and I am to help you. And together possibly we can see a positive growth, change for the betterment of both lives. 

You know! You and me. 

Stay with me. 

I need your help. Really— 
All that’s being said is that we’re all the same. 

What puts one beyond the other in human terms is that one may be consistently studying, and performing what he studies, to become more intelligent than the other. 

Think! 

As a matter of fact, don’t we all begin our day the same as the other? 
Each day to knead and shape and mold all over again?

Jack Hurd
dociemae@yahoo.com

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