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