March

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March

The times are lean and our days are short,

Our friends inside we need to court

You must not lie and keep it going

Life is learning so continue its flowing

The world is twisted with hate and greed

Power rules all from one corrupt seed.

It’s time to slow and look what we’re doing

Remember it all, recall what your viewing.

When one’s soul is dead and the others now follow,

They chase nothing there, just empty and hollow.

Why choose the nothing, the soul with no spark?

Why walk from the light and into the dark?

Tripping and groping they look for the way.

You want to help out, but know not what to say.

Stumbling and bumping into so many walls,

I can’t be surprised when each one then falls.

The world now grows sicker and its people are dying.

You hope for some help, but it seems no one is trying.

When will they stand and open each heat,

All dead souls to die and healing to start?

This sounds so easy you must now be saying.

As your bones start to ache and your hair is now graying.

It all is simple or straightforward not,

But consider the way and knowledge you’ve sought.

The world can heal and it starts here with you,

If one soul comes back, the others will too.

And when all souls are gathered and ready to talk,

With hands clasped together the truth cannot shock.

You know the old saying one for all, all for one?

The wise hold that dearly so none of them run.

But they also tell us that they are not without fear.

With eyes open, March, and the truth will draw near.

By Judi’s friends and special thanks to Christopher.