I don’t need to be brought into the light; I am the light

Perception vs reality 
    a bunch of garbage 
 spouted from the mouths
    of individuals who are clueless 
to the point a brain might 
  be improved from a bunch of bricks
upon the top of the head 
   
Don’t get me wrong 
    I genuinely comprehend 
 the breakdown of how acquired
    brain injury impacts the mind
 from the moment a baby exits 
    the birth canal to the ages
 which require a cane 

  Imagine for a moment 
   a single postage stamp 

   Some serve the purpose 
of a noncommittal communication 
   across town — cheap to snail mail
 barely any thought — connection 
    on a superficial plateau 

Now, a bunch of stamps 
   perhaps to send across a province 
7 or 9 little perforated stamps 
   side by side at the ready 
       fortified to ensure a slightly 
    longer journey 

   Final resolve 
to many little stamps 
  traded for something 
    even more special 
 imprinted stamp 
    furnished with date and time 
 and postal office of origin 

   A parcel which requires 
 longevity — the latter is what 
I’m build for — others are not 
  for a span of resilience 
    they allow fear and selfishness 
 no manifest and rise 
     not my wheelhouse 
  it never will be