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Meddling and Volunteerism

This poem reexamines the negative connotations often attached to the word “meddling” and redefines it alongside the spirit of volunteerism. It is not about intrusion or coercion, but about taking a step toward others with genuine care. In a society where human connections are fading, it suggests that the courage to engage with one another nurtures the strength to live.

  

“Meddling and Volunteerism”

 

Meddling—let them say what they will,

those who cannot do it themselves.

 

Meddling—if you dislike it, you are free to refuse.

We never force anyone.

 

Meddling—so what of it?

You are the one in need.

 

Meddling—a compliment I gladly accept.

It is my way of living—

do you object?

 

If meddling were gone, what would become of us?

The world would grow desolate and hard to breathe.

No connections, no one reaching out.

Unable to say “help me,” struggling alone.

 

Meddling—your critical words.

An unnecessary remark that makes you disliked—

that is meddling of another kind.

If the world shuns you, take heed.

 

So why not join us instead?

The joy of those you engage with,

the delight of being involved—

surely you, too, will taste it.

 

If that is what you call volunteerism,

then let us share the strength to live here through our meddling.

Let us share the roots that grow from such care.

 

So that I may remain myself,

meddling that straightens the core of my heart.

So that you may remain yourself,

meddling that nurtures unadorned kindness.

 

Let us boldly meddle in one another’s lives—with open hearts.

 

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