The Line

The Line At the store, there was a sea of people. Not one or two or a thousand, drops from heaven, that never stopped On a parched land of holiday cheer. Shopping lists, wish lists, Christmas lists, and the like, none to show all that was needed, but many contained well written, notes on what was wanted. What was missing? And least prominent, the appreciation of prayer. It is the first line, the bottom line, and every line between. It is the party line, the fine line, and the last line, you will ever need to read, in the bible. They tried to change the season, the very reason, that we gather. How can they ever understand, why we kneel? how to love…? this land, our land, from sea to shinning sea. You have to have a heart, a sacrifice of soul. Believing in something larger, than self. God, family, country, the things that once, made “us” better, as a people, undivided, unbreakable, even in our diversity. Do not let the flies, Unstable, ruthless and maniacal…on power, drunk on dung, cheat you, me, we, out of “Our” future!