Look at my phone, e-mails, texts, face-book all about the same thing; once again gloom doom. Going to public places, stores, anywhere, seeing people wearing facemasks and gloves; gives me no warm fuzzy feeling. Our world has fundamentally changed, if not forever, for the foreseeable future. Think there will be a lid put on this pandemic soon? Think again. Have you ever seen a flu shot that kills every mutation of flu? Yea, neither have I. But the sky is blue, gas is cheap, and Earth is healing regardless of what injury man has done to it. Will the healing last? Will mankind learn a lesson from this or persist in petty squabbles about industry location or continue on in political maneuvering for temporary power. Take a lesson people! There is only one reality. We as a race can come, and we can go. It has happened before; Earth will defend itself before letting us destroy a paradise not of our making. Earth and God are eternal compared to our tiny existence. Breathe deeply; most of you taste clean air for maybe the first time. Look around, then listen. Hear all that quiet; see how far distance really is without smog? Far be it for me, a simple country boy to prophesize the future. Think about it though, there are no coincidences. What happens if or when we ignore what cannot be denied? You can see funeral pyres, and great trenches dug holding all the dead. The unforgettable smell of death is everywhere. Moans of pain and suffering are echoing across every land on the planet. Man-made, pandemic or not, this pestilence has reached world- wide proportion for the first time, ever. We are in a global conundrum; continue a path leading to sure destruction or get home schooled. Grab a pencil; take notes on what is happening around you. This is our home, all of us, our home! It’s time to clean up our act, you, and me, the guy down the street. If not, streets will be empty. Egotistical vapid power mongers will lead no one but themselves, and then not for long. No one will be around to grow, harvest, cook and serve them. If you play baseball, strike one is flying past. The human race will get another swing. Do we go back to status quo waiting for strike two, or insist on improvement? I don’t know about you but I’d kind of like to see my grand-children grow up. Aren’t we something? A global pandemic and there are still those who insist it’s all political. So what! Seems to me God’s original emissary was a political dissident, and He got killed for it. Do we all get killed for ignoring this not so subtle warning? I don’t have an answer, all that is within each and every one of you. Just don’t allow yourself to be a sheep quietly led to slaughter by a Judas goat. Insist on change; insist on taking charge of your own life. Quit being a taker, be a contributor. Let the Earth flower. Grow in harmony with it instead of letting the moneyed few poison us all in the name of riches. All of us are rich right now, we live in a beautiful place, struggling, but still breath taking. Let us learn from this catastrophe, then continue living; for now and our future generations.

SHAKEN

I woke up one day and a plague descended on us

I was shaken

The sickness spread to every land sparing not a place

I was shaken

The land cries enough you have hurt me beyond measure

I am shaken

Man will be given a second chance to heal himself

I am shaken

Does man have the wisdom to heed this life-giving voice?

I am shaking