Stepping over the fulcrum, walking
Through the just sprung gate
Attempting to take in, now, humbled
Their destitute view
Weigh their needs against your convenience
Let grace ween you from
The ill appetite of your ego
Sobering your soul
To walk fresh in another’s worn boots
Letting demons slide
Off you to be tread upon the ground
In the wake of love
“A new commandment I give unto you, that ye love one another; even as I have loved you, that ye also love one another. By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another.”
John 13:34-35
m e a n d e r s 
this is a really strong poem.
Great job