Darkness is loose upon the world
in the form of a white skinned man
Light left the world
in the form of a dark skinned man
Does this not say
For once and for all
to those that have the eyes to see it
that it is not about skin colour at all
But what is inside
in a beating heart
it is important to be
broad not narrow
can be found behind any brow
it is not a quality reserved
for the elite
Words that confound
and bring fear
can come from anyone
of any race
of any ethnicity
of any gender
of any breed
what is clear
Is that we now dwell in times of a world upside down
when those who wear crowns
and wands of office
Are not always entitled and quite the opposite
These are not leaders of men
So the leaders are those that must now rise
from the crowd
of Fluid gender
Does not matter!
Only goodness does
On a further note:
Ghandi was just an ordinary bloke
Before they provoked him
Then he fought with reason
and not from beyond it
because he was a good man
and a brilliant leader
But he came from the crowd
Not from the podium
And he walked amongst them
There are a great many good folk
Perhaps the next great American leader
Has already touched down
And is heeding their calling
I certainly hope so
Sorry to be carrying on with this – it has gone on for so long the whole world is sick of it but like a movie that plays up to the last moment you hope that some saviour is going to come along and save the day.
It didn’t happen – yet.
So there must be a reason which I spoke about in my previous post. And this will hopefully be my last post on it because I think I’ve nearly got it out of my system now. Strong emotions need a vehicle and once I have written them into the ether – they seem to dissipate to more comfortable level – for a while at least.
A note on the header photo – why?
What that lady is doing (in the photo) is picking the dags (dirty foul wool – usually found around the bum and belly) from the wool fleece.
It is a photo from the shearing series which wasn’t published previously on Shearers – a picture story .
It just struck me as apt as this is what needs to happen to the entire planet at the moment, pity there is nowhere to deposit the dags into.
A universal bin would be handy!
A beautiful Sunday to be had and spent with family and other good people.