What is your mission?
My mission
is to make a mission
out of another mission,
where the mission never ends,
keeps moving,
like a loop
that refuses to stop.
My mission is fission,
breaking life into reasons.
No lies.
No treason.
Just being part of a society
where joy blooms
every season.
My mission is to meet Tom Cruise
and ask him
what his next mission is,
because nothing feels impossible for him.
Maybe
it’s the same for me.
So I don’t take on
missions that feel impossible
to my soul.
Some days
I might fly like Superman
to save a child
from a falling skyscraper.
Other days
I appear like Deadpool,
sticks in hand,
stopping someone
trying to rob another person.
But there are other men
saving this world.
Maybe I should extend my support
to a parallel one.
My mission is simple.
To be
a parallel man.
I stay beside you.
I protect you.
I talk to you.
I keep you company.
I never leave
when loneliness arrives.
And jokes apart,
don’t be a nuisance
to those who choose solitude.
Even silence
deserves respect.
My real mission
is to see a world
where beauty overflows
from the soul.
Where compassion is everywhere.
Where hatred has no space.
Where forgiveness rules.
As long as I live,
if my writing makes a difference,
even a small one,
if it brings a smile
to a reader’s face,
then I am just being myself.
Just a little grace.
Maybe
I am already part of
someone else’s mission.
And if so—
I support
your mission.

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