Bush fires in Australia have burnt through millions of acres of land and destroyed habitats.
The heightened tensions between USA and Iran have many fearing a breakout of war in the Middle East.
The rape of a student sparks demands for the death penalty in Bangladesh.
From natural disasters to human machinations, it seems our souls are burning, no matter which corner of the globe we are in. It inspired the following narrative and I hope that we will all take the time to educate ourselves on the parts we can play in changing the flow of what has been:
The depth of sorrows
In the bleeding heart
Could drown an ocean.
With our planet burning from man-made
And natural fires,
There isn’t a soul that is spared.
Those who cannot look away
Are dying while we are living.
Those who look past it
Are thriving while not breathing.
When do our tears become
The river that washes away
The dirty stains of greed?
When do the happy gurgles
Of our children become
The only music we crave?
When do we learn
That the mighty power
Of our missiles
Melt under the wrath of
The One?
Wake up, rise up,
Do your part.
Speak till you are heard,
Protest till you are hoarse.
No one person is fully to blame
No one is absolved of blame.
The question is no longer,
“What should they have done?”
It is “What will I do?”
Enough is enough.
- mh (c) 2020
There are things I can control, and much that I cannot. I can only invite others to embrace choice. When you have a choice, be kind. When you don't have a choice, be kind anyway. With every little act of kindness, in how we treat others, how we raise our children, how we tolerate 'the other', the world can only change for the better. Our purpose is not to maximize our material wealth. Our purpose is to maximize our spiritual wealth, and the rest will follow.
