Buy me a ticket to the moon

So I can stand in awe looking down
On this Big Beautiful Blue Green Ball
Hanging there
In the middle of nowhere
Dazzling
With its mountains and miracles
And ever-present Menace of Mankind
From apes to humans these contrary creatures
Have evolved to create art and culture
Stories and music
Beauty and kindness
Greed and politics
Weapons and warfare
They wage war against each other
And against nature itself
Ripping down rainforests
Raping the oceans
Choking the skies
Polluting for profit
And yet … looking down from afar
You see No countries No borders
No races No religions No politics
Only one Blue Pearl of a planet
With countless millions of species
All unique All precious
All endangered
Because in a tall building somewhere
In the cold beating heart of industry
Someone yells — These Bloody Tree Huggers
They don’t understand Growth, Jobs, GDP!
That’s the Real World. Fuck the Reef!
So what if another World Wonder bites the dust?
It’s coal dust!
And elsewhere in an underground lair
Somebody’s knocking on his boss’s door
With plans for the most destructive missile of all time
‘It’ll kill more people, more cost effectively,’ he’ll say
With that warm feeling you get with a job well done.
Then he’ll drive home happy having asked for raise
Looking down upon such madness
I’ll wonder once again what would happen if
Half the world’s defence budgets were spent on attack
Attacking poverty and starvation
Attacking bigotry and repression
Attacking ignorance and lack of education
But … there’s no money in peace or salvation
The money’s in war
Faster planes, deadlier bombs
That’s what they’re asking for
Distort the threat and you can bet
They’ll come knocking at your door
And sad to say my friend
It goes on and on
Like a song without end
Yet… always there’s that hope
Burning brightly in my mind
If only we could put the kindness back
Into Humankind
Beautiful John, and sadly, true. Here’s to an Awakening…
Ah Michael, if only. Perhaps we could help to spark it? But I fear it’s too late. Me Me Me has long since replaced We. And nutters everywhere believe they have God on their side. Angels are weeping and sometimes…I do too.
Poignant.
Your words speak the truth unfortunately
Best wishes for a merry Christmas and happy New year
Sis xxx
You and me both John. Tears are all that’s left.