I don’t care to spare a thought where I’m not needed.
I know my place in the universe.
Divine, I am, but all-knowing, I am not.
I am open to converse and discuss concepts larger than myself,
I mind my own business.
Unsolicited advice had become my vice.
Spewing half-formed thoughts like law,
I meddled in the lives of those I thought I loved.
By doing so, I broke friendships and ruined relationships.
That’s when I learned to mind my own business.
I know I know nothing,
and with this knowledge, I learned to shut my mouth
and open my ears.
Even when someone asks for advice,
I question rather than answer.
I choose to teach people to fish
instead of searching in the dark
or looking for a shooting star to wish on.
I mind my own business because
that’s the only business I have any right to minding.
© 2021 Writings by Z
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