He said “Slow down you cannot save everyone,

do just enough and hope the world will change somehow.”

But stubborn me does not believe in limits,

Pushing should change the world fast enough.

I pour my heart out on unrequited tasks,

yet I still counted on ‘Change will come soon enough’.

One step forward and always two steps back

450… no, almost 2000 of little thanks and too much harangue

And I’m almost running on empty, devoid of any reserves

The world will still spin when I stop moving.

So maybe I can

this time

be just really still.

“Stop. I cannot save everyone..”