MEN BRING STONES

I struggle now, to a degree

The pain, the noise, and the chaos  

But then again the beauty of

Nature, when I take the time to

Consider melts away all anxiety

And I realize that just to be is

A wondrous miracle and this

Event brings with it the

Wonderful opportunity of

Doing for others in the midst

Of a wave of negativity.  We

Look for locations or people

To lay the blame on and we

Then realize that the blame

Falls upon us all.  We do not

Make the rules and many that

Are made make no sense and

If you discuss this with the wrong

People you get rebuffed because

They are certain on whom to blame

I am tired, but cannot stop working

For what is right.  I do not compare

With Gandhi, Mother Theresa and

Others but strive to follow their

Footsteps, using them as a guide,

Never deviating from their path

Soon it will be quiet and I will

Struggle to have some noise and

Chaos.  I know we have not

Existed for any length of time

Without warring and enslaving,

As well as committing genocide

On our fellow man.  Collectively

We do not appreciate the folly and

The beauty of nature.  The rustle

Of leaves, sound of the wind,

The songs of the birds, the sunrise

Moon, stars and sunset

We are told to build our places

Of adoration with love, but

Being men, we bring stones

Stanski

June 15, 2022, ^

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