Unpardoned Particles

There are no pardons in life for an honest person, everyone tramples and uses them until they're tired and discard them. Wayside garbage, handling difficult particles of life for others and getting no sincere praise or loyalty from any one of them. Quiet, silent, throughout life, taking whatever gets dished out, building within interiorly, their character and soul, fulfilling every heart-felt desire on the road. Perfecting the art of goodness, allowing others their petty annoyances and trifles, wishing only to be left alone and true to themselves. Lighting candles as they quickly pass through life, not afraid of lighting another's flame or firing another's soul. Sensing pathways through darkness, feeling hardships, suffering, pain, hurt and sorrow. Walking on in spite of it all, courageously carrying on the road they have chosen. Only to have another's pious, jealous, inarticulate person dump hatred and envy upon their heads, pulling them into depths of depression's abyss. It is called abuse and is perpetrated by so-called friends, business associates and people of power and/or authority.