Easy Believing
Why do strangers put faith in a double yellow line to prevent certain death by collision?
Or why do I believe the ground when planted must bring a day of produce?
I put hard earned money into stock and believe a bull will bless it’s return.
I trust a pension will sustain me when i’m old.
Long term growth will win in the end I’m told.
I easily fall asleep trusting a deadbolt to keep watch in the dark.
My close friends will be there when i’m in need.
Surely relationships won’t fail I concede.
Every day a weather man predicts rain based on science.
And each day a scientist reveals how yesterday’s science needs revision.
But a yellow line is nothing to entrust my life to a stranger 3 feet away.
Neither is a deadbolt sufficient when someone really wants in.
My planted garden gave way to bugs, slugs and hail.
In a day the market crashed and my fortune was proved imaginary.
The next day a virus made travel a risk and also my company pension.
My friends I haven’t seen in weeks and their likes and hearts sort of miss the beat.
So, we have no trouble believing in things.
Unless those things expect change from me.
Then we demand proof, data, evidence and logic. For we are not fools to believe in just anything.
Copyright © John Grindle | Year Posted 2020
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