Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

A Materialistic World


Never before have there been so many options, choices, selections
in this world.

Too much of everything on hand, none of it much good, plastic,
paper, recycled wood, all of it a temporary solution with no
real future.

Settling for little or nothing while paying exorbitant prices
for all of it has gotten out of hand.

Where are we going? Where are we headed in our totally
materialistic world?

Why with all we have on earth are there babies and children
crying, abused, hungry, unclothed?

Why do the people with money and power hoard it as if it all
belongs to them?

Give me the money and power and I will share it with many,
why can't they do the same?

What stops them from becoming compassionate human beings?
What are their lives, their circumstances and experiences
that has caused them to think the world belongs only to them?

Wrenching blinders from all eyes works for only minutes at a
time, then off they go to the self-same fabricated, tinseled,
make-believe world of theirs.

Once again shutting out the multitudes so as not to see their
suffering or hear their pleas of common decency.

Where is the goodness each of us are supposed to possess?
Hidden from the world, only God can see and know the truth.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 15, 2014

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