I have put together this post this evening as I received an email from the charity I support Save the Children today.. As I have been short on time, but felt the need to post.. I searched in my archive for a suitable poem to accompany the video which I was sent .
I wrote this poem back in 2010 about the state of our world.
Enjoy your weekend as you spare a thought and maybe your generosity to those in need..
Storm of Turmoil
The storm of turmoil has just begun
With paper money like tissue gone
Panic and Anger, Hate and loss
The storm does rage, like rag dolls were tossed
Leaders of Nations to whom we all look
A material world in which greed overtook
The balance addressed the dark and the Light
Brace yourselves for we’re in for a fight
Not only in Dollars and Pounds Sterling
But values of Life at every turning
The prophecies tell us that that in end of days
We should see changes, in many a way.
Watch out for the storms of river and sea
Hold onto your hats as the wind she’s mighty.
Open your hearts to those in foreign lands
As all they have to eat are grains of sand.
Where is the Love of our fellow man?
Is this life real? Or is it a sham?
Tell me my father in whose name we pray
What do we learn, what do we say
To those whose families are no longer here
To those whom they lost, in all they hold dear
Compassion is all that I have to give
Survival to those who learn how to live
With love in their hearts held out to each other
United in grief of a world under plunder.
In corruption and weapons, drugs and disease
Starvation and homeless, when will it ease?
I know it will end, for the New Age to follow
But please give us hope, for all our tomorrows
Help me to help those, to lead to the light
Help those in need, Put an end to their plight.
Send me a sign so that I may sow seeds
Lets join together united in need.
To bring about change we first must let go
Of all that is harmful for the Soul to grow
It won’t be the same for each one you see
For each has to grow, like branches of a tree.
Some are straight and have spurts of growth.
While others are twisted and slow like the sloth
Others are dead and break at the end
But each branch of the tree to heaven ascends.
And just like the Tree whose leaves she now sheds
In order to survive her roots deep embed
Into the Earth her energies link
Her life giving breath in which we all drink.
For we are all one, upon each we depend..
I wait for your calling… I wait to transcend
Dreamwalker
Sources: http://www.savethechildren.org.uk/