K'heref Ayin

I was going to post a poem
about the evils of the world
and how the whole world was against
us
except for the parts of the world
that didn't make a difference
but then i did dishes for an hour
and saw that a friendly snag was
online
and showed him shaar hayichud v'haemuna
and told him the nice wake-up apikores vort
and he's really inspired
and suddenly all is well with the
world
and i realized one thing
I'm still a chassid
I still care
and that makes me really happy
because even though the world outside
has brains the size of a small pea
and the emotional quotient equivalent
to that of a relatively small
fly
I still know that the right things
can make me go to bed happy

Direction

Life is pretty confusing
You just don't know what is what
Or where where is
Or what the right thing to do is
From all sides opinions form
And you hear them all
And feel like writing about it is really pretentious
And you hate feeling pretentious
And you don't know what to do
You don't even know what you want to do
Which is worse?