HERE IT COMES

Whether we are ready or not
It is coming
The big change
A bright pink in the southwestern sky
Is uplifting, but underneath it all
With the world condition as it is
We have trouble finding joy
This is a natural phenomenon and
We are not being selfish, but
More likely over concerned
Things we have no control over
Are dominating the news and
None of them are pleasant to ascertain
The inland sea is tossing waves onto the shore
This in rapid succession and 
The funny thing is that the trees are still
The big change will alter that
You can almost feel the burrowing in
And then the stubbornness as the
Cold, snow and wind refuse to let up
I hope this is a dream or a nightmare and
I will wake up to a warm sunny morning,
But that might be asking for too much
We have solutions for everything wrong
The trouble is there are politicians and dictators
That are in the way of resolution
What is it that causes the need to control?
We come up with man rules that hinder growth
And cause suffering to those most susceptible
People sleeping on the streets who need help
Money spent for ridiculous projects, while
We ignore those who could be helped
There will be a day of reckoning 
We have all heard of it
The weeping and gnashing of teeth
And sorry will not cover the sin

Stanski
November 13, 2021 ^