Not involved. Really?

 Job 33:4 New English Translation (NET Bible)

The Spirit of God has made me,
and the breath of the Almighty gives me life.

 

Not involved

 

Storms are raging in many places but only in one’s reality

To them that endure and face it seldom becomes a fatality

Most of us are just observers of events close and far away

Deep hidden in our pretension as we think it’ll save our day

 

Winds are soaring and waves are breaking far beyond our control

And now it’s easy to discover that there’s an appointed human role

For some the storms bring life and hope, to others a form of death

As most in humanity all around are worrying about their next breath

 

Life is good in spite of storms. Babies are born every day

May be this temporal form will one day fade and go away

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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