What will it take

What will it take,

To rid our planet of injustice?

Is there a fight to fight?

An ocean to swim?

A race to run?

A hill to climb?

To get rid of untruthfulness?

Cheating abounds in the name of winner-takes-it-all,

Lies fly around in the name of diplomacy,

The weak are killed in the name of survival-of the fittest,

The rich get richer and the poor poorer.

As 'they' see it

The powerful take every opportunity they get to flex their muscles at what ever cost,

And no one comes to the aid of the weak and lowly.

Oh justice where is your face,

Once so full of life you were,

Now you lie frail and fragile in a land in ruins.

Why are we as a race and people so full of guile and despise for our own creator,

Why can’t we see it’s ourselves we’re hurting?

Why should I hold on to what I don’t need even though it looks like you’ll die without it.

Why?

Is it just going to continue this way?

A part of the world has more than enough,

Children grow up with machines to run errands for them,

And eating is as basic as walking upright,

Yet on the same planet,

The very height of luxury is having anything to munch on at anytime during the day.

Rich poor divide well laid out

Animals on one part have houses to sleep in,

Food and water aplenty,

Even clothing to shield away the bite of the cold,

While humans on another side have access to none of these things.

Why can’t anyone see the unfairness in this?

Is it laziness?

Wrath of God?

Climatic conditions?

No!

Its just injustice,

For the meantime,

Many theories will fly around as to why these things happen,

While pretending they don’t know the answer,

But I won’t,

I’ll say what it is,

Its just unfair!!!!

And I ask in the depth of my heart,

WHAT WILL IT TAKE TO MAKE IT GO AWAY?

When hard work loses its appeal…

“When hard work loses its appeal

When doing things right is no longer popular

When following due process is not the ‘in’ thing anymore

Shouldn’t we fear the worst?”

I wasn’t around then. But I go into my special world. I go into my big world of imagination. Into my special place that makes neverland look like ‘unspecial’. And there I get to travel back in time. I travel back to the time when our fathers were boy and mothers were girls. And I see a society that works. I saw a place where there was pride in wearing old fashioned shoes as long as you bought them yourself. I saw a place where owning a vespa motorcycle would attract girls because you were no longer daddy’s little boy. I saw a place where girls who weren’t the partying crazy type were respected for their disciplined lifestyles. I saw a place where young employees were willing to wait their turns in climbing the ladder.

Well.. then I get jolted back into reality. And I’m back in this world. A ‘microwave’ world. A world where it’s just ‘me, myself and I’. Where only riches matter, how it’s achieved is not important. Where only fun is important, at what expense doesn’t matter.

Ambition can’t be questioned, the problem however is motive and methodology.

In life, what feels good feels good. Simple. And that is a simple fact moralists and religious leaders fail to see. So I won’t buy into the whole ‘why’re you doing it’ thing. But my opinion is that in obtaining what feels good, in doing what comes naturally, shouldn’t the long run somehow be considered? It’s understandable that a man wants to fool around with his scantily clad secretary but what about the consequences on his wife and children? What about the falls it will bring to his finances? What about the spiritual implications - if he has any spiritual reality that is?

There’s financial misappropriation and graft in high levels of government and important organisations. And it’s become the norm. But if bad has become the norm, does that mean we have simply given up on good?

The truth is there’s no one to bell the cat. No one to take the first step in tackling the seeming rot in the moral fabric of the world we live in. Because the first to act often swims against the tide and I can assure you that’s not an easy feat. The sacrifices abound. The hits and body slams for being different. However, as hard and difficult as it might seem, it is necessary. If we keep exploiting things at face value and taking advantage of every seeming avenue to have instant fun and gratification, what world would be left to those who are to come? What would be left of this planet when our children arrive? And would they curse or bless our memory?