Man Raising His Arms to the Sunset Courtesy SkipPrichard.com

Thankfulness

As we rush through our multitasking lives,

dealing with ever more trivial problems,

we often find we mortally despise.

We gain a sense of pessimism,

that people don't really care.

We gain a sense of hopelessness,

our days turning into nightmare.

While our horizons have broadened,

to see more clearly the whole wide earth,

we zero in on our neighborhood,

and judge its character, its worth.

We now see and hear so much,

that's out of our control.

We look for simple solutions,

like our simpler lives before.

But there are no simple solutions.

It takes us all working as a team.

Have to be on the same wavelength,

achieve the American/Worldwide dream.

For to think only of our country’s,

often most checkered, past.

As a time of great glory, overlooks,

things we would think of now, aghast.

As a whole the world gets better,

and more unified in thought every year.

To not be thankful for that fact,

it is to be listening, but not to hear.

Everywhere injustices are being exposed,

we should rejoice and be thankful for that,

instead of turning up our noses,

jumping to conclusions, meat from the fat.

For who are we to judge those,

whose footsteps we have not walked,

if our lives were made vice versa,

would we still have loudly balked.

Be thankful for all those on the earth,

doing the right thing where they live.

For it's only in doing the right thing,

Will the world gain more as we give.

Copyright 2019 © Ronald W. Hull

11/28/19

You can read and print this poem at my website here.