a toilet paper's role

One day a roll of toilet paper began to feel quite sad
It didn’t appreciate it’s role in life, it thought it’s fate quite bad.
Piece by piece it would be torn, used and discarded without relent,
clinging to the bathroom wall, the roll, it would lament,

sacred acre mission

I am on a mission, sowing the seeds of what's sacred in the fertile soil of life.

It's an attempt to refocus my life, in constant realization of the triadic effect of my actions on my self, my family and my world.
That's my "heart, hearth, earth" principle.
We each must be equally responsible for the harmony in the universe. 
That's a lot to ask, isn't it?