Greta, a Child, Weeps
GRETA WEPT
She wept but it wasn’t just crying
It was the kind of weeping that makes you feel her profound pain
He could not stand the tears in her oval eyes
But as a businessman he was late for a meeting
and had no time to soothe her deep ache
She was a beautiful soul
But she lacked aplomb in her teen hippy outfit
She cried because she had read three billion birds had died
She cared about animals going extinct and the planet dying
She could not abide the mounting casualties of animals and humans
Could not listen to the loud din of profit motive incentives
That were destroying the environment
She admonished mindless corporations and politicians
That it would be better for the world if business was done differently
The necessity to earn money to live should be curtailed
The environment is essential to all
All people are important
And money should not be the imperative
Out of mental malaise and stifling curse of greed
Money had become too important
But that model is not working today
It’s time for a new paradigm
Community always works better when it comes together
Compassion cannot be had from corporations or even government
Benevolence should be the order of the day
Human values that cover the vastness of earth’s total environment
Hearing that the population was getting involved
The young girl stopped crying
With cooperation and working together, she thought,
We can work miracles
And it came to pass
The world did come together
It had taken the young to show the old the light, the way
To see and comprehend the benevolent grace of caring
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