Isn’t it just like us?
Thinking that we are the ones
And have it all over the others
The ones who came before
Ones who saw the raw land
Claimed it legally and developed
It slowly, but surely, into the
Dreams that remain of it today
In remote areas that were
Once vibrant and alive
Churches and schools
General stores and saloons
Farmers and their wives and
Many children, some of whom
Died way too early of diseases
Which we now have under control
They were miles from nowhere
But proceeded with their lives
Suffering many hardships; still
Went on as this was the way
Then, over time, other
Communities developed
Closer to the railroads, with
Access to more goods and services
Attracting the pioneers to vacate
And move to where life had
Much more to offer and in a
Similar way life progressed to
Where we have private jet planes,
Arrogance and egos that constantly
Need feeding and people in control
Who think we are racists and bath
Ourselves in the waters of supremacy
It is just like us to forget all the
Hard work and efforts of all the
Settlers and how they worked together
To unite and build community
We, who cannot take two steps
Without checking our I-phones
Think we have what it takes
Maybe we do materially, but
I think we may fall short spiritually
Stanski
November 30, 2021 ^
Steve Haarman 