By: JANA GREENE
Even since the Neolithic
Earthlings haven’t been terrific
At choosing peace and love over hate,
You’d think we’d want a better state.
It is surely is a big ‘ol mess,
But the world just keeps on spinning.
It just keeps whirling in spite of itself,
Like it has from the beginning.
Do you feel you have fallen down a rabbit hole too,
Like nothing is what is seems?
Reality appears to consist of
The most absurd fever dreams?
For example…
What’s that thing in the sky…
A Chinese golf ball drifting by?
I’ll believe anything is nigh
At this point, to be honest.
And because it was on America’s turf,
We shot it down into the surf,
As we exclaimed, “What on EARTH?”
(Let the pissing contest resume.)
And the whole pandemic has chugged along,
Alpha, Delta, Omicron,
It just keeps playing the same old song,
Only the lyrics ever change.
Don’t believe everything that you see in the news,
They will craft their lies to cover their ruse,
Reports cultivated to confuse.
It’s not an accident.
We have panic served on CNN,
and biased news on Fox again,
But we don’t have to let the panic in.
We don’t have to listen at all.
Why is the world in such a kerfuffle?
Getting in endless global scuffles,
Can we fix it?
Yes I think we can,
But we’re going to need a better man.
Or a better woman, because, you see
It IS Two-thousand-twenty-three.
Honestly, it’s going to take YOU and ME
It will take us all to get through.
Instead of bemoaning the falling sky,
Can we start a kindness revolution?
Intentionally making our actions words
Be aimed at the solution?
Let us do one good and loving deed
For every worrying story we read.
For every report the media bleeds.
Catastrophizing like it does best.
One smile, one hug, a show of concern,
For each occasion our worries burn,
It’s not too late for us to learn
How to take care of eachother.
Extra, extra! Read all about it!
Stand up for love, effuse and shout it!
And don’ ever let them make you doubt it,
You are free to set yourself free.
Musings of a Gypsy Soul 