Just Call
A storm is brewing, I fear, of unprecedented magnitude.
The storm in mind is not one related to the weather;
Nonetheless, entities and objects of interest are already being cast about and displaced. None should be surprised, because the forecast has been clear as crystal.
The warning of lightning has been firing up the skies of indifference and self-seeking for years. The massive sounds of rolling thunder have been shaking up the familiar cultures, but the masses have been too busy thriving and surviving to investigate what is behind the noises.
The reliable forecasters, the prophets and seers, both true and false ones, fear for the worse. Still, most of us see no evil and fear no evil. The attitude is such that whatever happens, like always before, we shall rebuild and live on as usual.
Too many of us believe only what we have been told, not realizing that the usual ways of living is about to fold. Too many of us think that the game is one of checkers or chess, not realizing that the real game is dominoes.
Yes, the storm is brewing.
Humpty dumpty is about to fall;
But there’s still hope for us all;
God is always waiting for us to call
04152016 PS Contest, A Storm Is Brewing,
By Kelly Deschler
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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