Late at night while lying
In bed I hear the plaintive
Sounds of train whistles
In the distance. They come
To railroad crossings and
Blow their horns or whistles,
Whatever you want to call
It. Lives have probably been
Saved by those loud jarring
Horns reminding people
Not to try to get across the
Tracks before the train gets
There.
In our lives we are
Making decisions
Every day. There’s
One kind of decision
That we make based
On preference. It’s
An I’d rather this or
That based purely
On the person’s
Preference.
Every day people come into
Contact with all sorts of
Situations and decisions
As to what is meaningful
And well, what is trivial.
We want our lives to have
Meaning and purpose.
Living for a cause is the
Way to live a non trivial
Life. That makes the
Difference.
Wordman of Alcatraz 