ABC, RGB (a poem)

The world has turned

Today, this day

The sun is peaking

Tells me that it is

Wednesday

June at Noon

Midday, Mid-year, mid life

The middle of everything

Not just learning...

And far from over.

ABC, 123, #RGB

Mid-year, mid-life

But still it’s not my Crisis

Not nearly

Climate, Covid,

Justice for POC

Justice for everyone

ABC, 123, W.W.J.D.

7-11s are still open

World population

Approaching ten billion

Don’t count sheep

They all look the same

You’ll just fall asleep

And lose the game

Rest-assured

If you’re not helpless

You can help

Knowledge is Power

And, But, Or, If even at all;

A friend in need

Is a friend...

Indeed.

Educate the weak

Empower the ignorant

+ ,  + / - ,  - ,

BUT

Share your affinity

With your friends 

When they push you

Beyond infinity

Past ends, and amends

AND

Don’t underestimate the under-privileged

Don’t turn your back on those

Whose backs remained turned

In general

Because it’s not their fault

It’s the hand they were dealt

It’s what they were given

Or what was withheld

I believe that

If you only knew

What they can’t admit that

they’re missing

You would feel so powerless

Not to help them

In any way you can

In the world of Morality

More always makes more

Karma is real

And so is the environment

I guess Vulnerability is
The power to be helpful
By needing help
n'est-ce pas?

What’s the gift that keeps on giving?

Giving, itself!
Sharing = Caring

Kindness

Understanding

Friendship, beyond need

Affinity, in word and in deed

An idea indeed

(I borrowed that from Will Oldham)

As for me, I just need to remember

Every night, and every year

The darker it becomes

The more colorful the light gets