Gregory Allen Uhan
Age Old Celebration! - Poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
Let it be certain:
these excesses and inequities
the avarice and immorality
perceived atop the surface
none have tarnished a single living soul.
the unshakeable core of compassion and good will – these
reflections of the soul stand apart from the ills of the age.
I see no woman man or child
in any caste corner ranking or employment
who does not have access to this living fortune.
The wealth of human inheritance is widely
available to all!
Never in any instance is there a single being
ill equipped to recognize truth!
Every last pairing of ears and eyes,
whether deaf or blind,
remains receptive to the Divine Ideal.
And dare I say:
never has there been a more exciting time to live!
Never has the future been so open!
Never have the possibilities of man been so limitless!
Every man his own Authority!
Every woman her own master!
Every child the purveyor of their own dream!
The rights of the people endowed to all corporations!
And to every person the immutable voice,
omnipotent power of God!
For we are not as far gone
as even we ourselves
would like to believe
we've entrenched our sense of self
our life's worth
our sense of progress
into industry material goods and wealth
Through trial and error we've reached realization!
To learn the errant ways
we ourselves had to become the errors
Yet through it all
the errors have always remained
apart from our true selves.
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