Richard Cory
by Edward Arlington Robinson
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich - yes, richer than a king -
And admirably schooled in every grace;
In fine we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
There's no true way to ever know the intents of any one else's heart nor the thoughts in any one else's mind. Just remember that what's happening on the outside may not always be what's happening on the inside. Everytime I come in contact with someone, I keep this simple principle in the back of my mind. I read this poem in 10th grade and I never forgot it. Partly because I realized as the years went by how much Richard and I had in common. I was all smiles on the outside, but inside I was so empty... and the void filled my entire being. I had wished that someone would just look deep enough to see the tears through that big smile plastered on my face... but no one ever did. I guess that's why I am so adament now about really getting to know people beyond the surface. Of course I won't know EVERYTHING, but I've become much more aware that people are not always as fine as they so quickly claim to be. So this weekend, go out of your way to be extra special to someone, even if you don't think they need it or even if they seem to have it all. Never know. Sometimes a simple smile, or hello, or hug can change lives....or even save lives. Have a Blessed weekend everyone!! Gone.
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