This Lifetime

Gaza 2025

Warsaw Ghetto 1943

My old candle finally died after three weeks of inspiration. So I placed a new candle in the bowl hoping for a little more light. But all I’ve gotten so far is the shit you’re reading now. People tell you life doesn’t plan a thing unless you have a clear objective. Well for most that maybe true, but when you think of the billions of other people living on the whims of a madman/woman. What choice do they have but play the game they were dealt?

The late Johnny Cash was quoted as saying, “He wore black for the downtrodden and the helpless”. I assume that is true due to the number of times it was quoted of him. But not to lay a mark on his legacy, he was just a man trying to find his way the best he could. And his song choices reflected that spirit. Don’t ask me how I got on this Johnny Cash tangent, but it seems at the moment that no one else around fits the standard.

I watch the news with a broken heart at how thousands of people are allowed to starve. While I fill my overweight belly of chicken, mushrooms, in a light cream sauce. But the emotion is real so I can either ignore what I see on TV and social media, or I could pray or write something to light up other suffering hearts. For much like Mr. Cash I can see the suffering, but instead of judging the downtrodden and unclean. I can instead lend my gift, raise my voice and say, “How dare you judge, for there will come a day when we will all be judged”. In this lifetime or another.