Spring Beckoning

As the time of spring beckons We all have this moment of clear-sightedness when we see we are of little importance other to the world and clear-eyed grasp our smallness. We can in our tiny ways push the world forward an inch perhaps to a fairer society where children do not die under the rubble of concrete. We can do nothing to stop these people who will push us into an Armageddon, and will they somehow think they can avoid the calamity when there is no one to blame. There was a time when one could travel unmolested in the Arabic world, then the smell of petroleum and the white man came and destroyed the peace for greed. No, not us the lesser people, we are victims too of their hunger to dominate and enslave us in mortgages and loans that can never be paid; so we watch and wait and when the day of disaster comes shall I help the ruffians to my lifeboat.