Today
Today
Times have changed from yesterday
when our problems fit neatly on the Sunday paper, and when we put the paper down, we could block it out. That stuff happened to other people...not us.
We could put it on the back burner, and forget it was simmering, tell the kids “No, nothing’s burning- everything’s FINE.”
We almost sounded convincing. We pulled it off. Now, it has gotten different.
How does our youth wrap their heads around the terrifying reality we face as a neighborhood, as a nation, and as a species?
What do we tell our kids now, as they hear the news and see the media? That adults are crazy and they don’t know what they are doing? The children see the stripes about to melt off of the American flag.
Anxious to the point they are sick,
They know exactly what we are up against,
and they face it without life practice. Inexperience. They are and truly feel helpless. They are terrified, preoccupied with the unknown. It stifles the air, and makes it hard to breathe- this tension all around us. Resembling doom. Taking on the feel of utter despair, the earth is cringing in anticipation of casualties. We dare not breathe.
If you are wanting a baby, look around you. This is not the time or place. Love your unborn child enough to save him from what is coming. Cherish his pureness enough to not bring something so beautiful into this ugly corrupt world where demons hold political office. Where nuclear fallout knocks at your door and the four horsemen await their cue to ride. When you hear the trumpet, you will know you did the right thing. And to everyone else, when you hear the trumpet, tell your youth you love them and give them a hug, for the world will NEVER be the same.
Copyright © Jacquline Musgrave | Year Posted 2017
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