Why are we so slow to take note of our <br />brothers plight? Is it not strange, that so <br />many times, it requires the tragedies of <br />society, to reveal the best of humanity? <br /> <br />So many dire, critical events and desperate <br />pleas of mankind are seen in the light of day. <br />It seems they are not responded to, until the <br />twelfth hour, when darkness comes and <br />all seems lost. Is it not better to respond to <br />a cry for help before the darkness, while <br />there is time, while the light of hope <br />burns brightly? <br /> <br />In these United States hundreds of years ago, <br />when our forefathers began to paint a canvas <br />of the love of God, of honesty, helping thy <br />neighbor, morality and family unity. We stand <br />before that canvas now and we see vast <br />alterations. Many among us have replaced <br />honesty with greed, morality with <br />immorality, helping thy neighbor, with indifference <br />and family unity with legions of gypsies to roam <br />the earth without roots, without purpose, without <br />a love of country and fellow man...without <br />a love of God. <br /> <br />Take great care that you do not follow the legions <br />of lost people; for in their improprieties and in <br />their rejection of the God within them, they have <br />forsaken not only Him but themselves. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />© Joe Fazio<br /><br />(brief renderings) Joe Fazio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/changing-times-9/
