Today I should be studying, well I can do that this afternoon, But looking at my clock its this afternoon already, Golly where does the ‘Time Go?’
Once again I’m drawn like a magnet to this space of mine. And I have two whole days to please myself.
I’m sure some of you will be drawn to ‘The Sales’ looking for that bargain, But My cueing in the sales days are over, and what I haven’t got I can do without. And as I pass the 50% off signs I ask myself ‘Do I need it?’ And usually the answer in ‘No’.
We spend, and spend….. I thought that ‘Food’ was going on ration at Christmas a people pushed and piled into the supermarkets emptying the shelves. Where no doubt most of it would end up in the dustbin. And then I think of all those who are in need of food. While we are so wasteful!
It got me to wondering…. Always a bad sign, lol.
And so was born another poem.
A Visitors View
If I was a visitor from outer space.
Then what would I think of the Human Race.
Viewing from above, cars racing down tracks.
With two legged beings, carrying plastic sacks.
Rushing into buildings of all shapes and sizes.
Hurrying on home with their newly bought prizes.
Items they have longed for, by working very hard.
Paid for at the counter, with a little plastic card.
For those who live on earth, possessions seem a must.
Yet they steal from each other, and fight and distrust.
Possessions aren’t important, that’s not why you were born.
Its caring and helping others, these are jewels you must adorn.
For you take not those possessions, you strive for here on earth.
In Heaven you look within you, to seek out your true worth.
It’s the actions in your life of which you are responsible for.
That dictates your progression, when you pass through the door.
But you know it’s never too late, to change the error of your ways.
For God is waiting beside you, to walk with you all your days.
So help your fellow beings, learn to give, and to love
You’ll be blessed with your riches in Heaven, from God above.