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Of Earthen Skies

By May 14, 2021May 16th, 2021Ink Well Spoken

In hindsight, 2020 saw its share of turbulent times
That caused tear ducts to blur averted eyes.
The proverbial pie in the sky became tropes of an American joke.
We watched as “politricks” turned words like curbs on dimes –
Worse than a serpentine curse that subverts and winds…
As camera work certified police as an embarrassin’ hoax.

Worse than terror that erred on the turban side
After threats rained down from turbine climbs,
Some sworn to protect us served up and denied lies that gathered.
Based on bias unearthed and disguised,
Black and blue bruises surfaced with hurt inside…
As we debated who “deserves” to die versus preserving lives that matter.

Preferring white collar over urban crimes,
White lies trumped truth while perched on high
Stirring up rancor with anger and turpentine to strip away the hatred of racists.
Such radical “lize” fed insurgent cries
As irrational lye covered the stench of “worthless” lives:
Snuffed out beneath the knee-deep seas of merc’less surges and tides of tainted agents.

But this ain’t the Matrix (though a virus did reverse the lines
With enough force to spread the curse of pride worldwide –
Transposing hearses multiplied by exponential growth)!
In the midst of all that – how did the earth reply?
What has she done to purge this bind?…
She coerced the sky to merge and comply to our next potential oath!

She took the existential posts from humankind
(You know – all the dot-composts of the truest and cruelest scribes?)
And caused you and I to reunite to prove our plights are worth the fight.
You see, while we were being consumed by this blight
She took one deep and soothing sigh…
To reignite our human might from neutral minds to renewed birthrights.

As a house divided that can’t stand one another,
We’re getting rerouted from a sidelined band of brothers.
We’re abandoning rubber stamps as we lend hands to cover
each other with signs of relief.
So, as she took a deep breath to exhale the girth
Of obtuse sewage and foolishness released as hell on earth…
She beheld her worth to claim a slight reprieve:

Wildlife flourished after being annexed on the brink
As the Himalayas were no longer supplanted at their peaks.
Whether or not this planet planned its release – this pandemic reset the button.
Apart from the staunched craziness of life,
We’ve been given another carte blanche to get the pages right…
And we ought not waive the “writes” with this chance to replenish the budget.

Rather, let’s not waste time and money
Whining and dining on feasts of mindless sundry.
Why not defeat the timeless blund’rings from a past of imperfect slights?
Why not avoid such future predicaments
By viewing the past as a source of predicted events?…
Why not uplift the expense with prayer dispatched to dispatch uncertain times?

You see, as long as heaven and earth combine views under the Son
You never need search for something new under the sun.
Therefore, it’s best to learn what plunders the stumps:
it’s the power of prayer’s worthy reply.
Prayer keeps what we bind and loose on heaven and earth propagated
By refining and fusing them through quantum entanglement…
So, no matter the cause of endangerment, let the angels
ascend and descend of earth and sky.