we're ready;
you know
we are ready for the power
(we've prepared ourselves
for oh so long)
certain we won't abuse it
like so many before us;
but the humility,
the weakness,
the foolishness
you left lying on the ground
as if we should pick them up . . .
we would go anywhere
for you - hop on a
bus, grab the next plane,
spend years out on the
field of dreams, harvesting
a bumper crop of 'them,'
but that 1000 yards down
to the neighbor who has
trouble
getting up on his ladder
to clean his gutters -
that's can't be all there is
to the journey . . .
we have the structure
all in place,
everyone voted to approve
the committees, the task forces,
the bureaucrats, the gofers
(it was unanimous, for pete's sake!);
but committing more than 2 minutes to prayer,
facebooking the folks at the nursing,
blistering our feet in the race for the shelter . . .
we're getting antsy waiting, you know;
does your watch need a new
battery?
(c) 2011 Thom M. Shuman
Wednesday, June 01, 2011
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