Plea for Sanity

Plea for Sanity

A Poem by Dean

My precious little World that streams before me,
could you slow a little
from your madness...I am one of you,
and tender forth my grief, my tears
as insufficient sacrifice for all the years
of thoughtless racing for the prize
that always loomed ahead of us...so close,
so fragrant of finality...so ours.

 

And so I, too, slow down,
redirect my meagre fortune
and
pledge my new allegiance
to your every cry of need.
You, this globe, become my riches.
You are mad, yes, insane to host
this grasping little man who conquered you.
I am not the one to bring you sanity--
there is not enough to go around.
We, you and I, must assume one quality alone,

 

to care enough,
to reach out enough,
to cease complacency,
to thank whatever gods we own
that we possess the power
to cease our weary quest to be
the celebrated Number One.

 

And then we have the opportunity
to curb the wildness on the moors,
and lay our hands on love.
       ~

© 2013 Dean


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"redirect my meagre fortune" should be "redirect my meager fortune"

This plea, sadly, cannot fall on deaf ears among half the population, expecting the other half to give and give and give. Until we all come together in unified front to give, there will be no sanity.

Margaret Thatcher stated that "the problem with socialism is that you run out of other people's money." Likewise, sacrifice cannot be demanded by some, with the expectation that they give nothing in return.


Posted 10 Years Ago


From dust we came and to dust we shall return ! Though for the time spent inbetween yes indeed Dean, we should all spread more than a little humanity and benevolence within the world around us !

A positive, thought-provoking, philanthropic write !


Posted 10 Years Ago


Dean

10 Years Ago

Many thanks, Tom
Complacency is a monster made strong
Feed by the intentional blind minds and deaf ears..

It's a nice fantasy to think millions could come together
Minds hearts and souls bonding to form-
A commission of LOVE...

Jazz ♥


Posted 11 Years Ago


Dean

11 Years Ago

sounds good to me
J. J.  Nightingale

11 Years Ago

I think so too ...........................♥♥
In our own little cells we can be sane...or at least not spread our insanity...

Posted 11 Years Ago


A great poem on the power of the collective conscience of morality and good will of humanity and how if we are all or most of us on the same page we can achieve the common good for so many individuals or communities that are struggling to make it. :)........................

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dean

11 Years Ago

Thank you. You nailed it
Sami Khalil

11 Years Ago

Wow. Good to know...You are welcome , sir...:).....................

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