Gaia’s Retribution? poem

Fluffy whites drift in soft blue calm
Exuberant hues flit, dart, dissolve
Hark-humdrum breeze-borne scratches

Scree-each

Thud-um mote-wrenching avian bolt
Scramble, skitter-stampeding tetrapods flee

Twinkling hubbub of city dwellers
Almost deafening-mezzo-staccato of ‘see-hearing’
Warnings flick past-too fast to catch

Cacophony of cataclysmic crashes
Searing scorching flashes frazzle
Man’s monumental marvels toppling
Towering engineering tributes tumble

Wake of whipped wild waves
Global whirling-denial, anger, sorrow
Useless bastion vestiges wither

Stunned-echoing, silent darkness freezes
Eons answer: indiscriminate hell to heal

Global leadership, now!

What is reality? Is it this loaf of bread, baked last night? The coffee, I just spilled on the seat cushion, or the butter left from a dropped knife? All of these events happened.

As time passes events become open to interpretation. Beliefs, assumptions and theories challenge reality. A truth for one person, a falsehood for another.

Humans strive for knowledge and understanding, so that they may improve, move forward. Surely this is a good thing? Unfortunately, as a species we are doomed to fail. There is no common direction, other than the pre-programmed need to reproduce and survive.

Civilisations that came before us, thousands of years ago, masters of their time, did not survive. How are we any different? We waste so much time and energy on errant quests. If the leader of a country is incapable of doing their job, replace them with someone who can. Why do we care if individuals survive supposed scandals, brought down on them by the wrath of critics and the press?

Ultimately, the only reality we need to concern ourselves, we are at the mercy of the Universe, the Earth, and Mother Nature. Even though it may be too late, surely it is better to unite in saving the planet rather than focussing on petty power squabbles.

We need global leadership, now!