A very young girl so bereft now with none of her family left her world torn up and over turned with rules of humanity now all spurned. They came with the new day dawning the family shelter just a canvas awning the thugs with guns and machetes then slashed and shot and shot again. Unbelievable torture vented first on women, old folk and then worse children and babies killed out of hand their graves just scratched in shallow sand. Old Grandpa had bid the family flee surely the thugs would leave him be? But no they murdered this man too and what could this young girl do? Crying and powerless she clearly saw her gentle Grandpa sink to the floor. Across the world we heard her plea please, please Grandpa don't leave me .... BBC report of December 8th 2021 Massacre of Villagers in Myanmar (formerly Burma) by the State Army. SO Yet another killing of innocent folk no salvation - what a joke! Mankind hides till the threat has gone and again impotent Gods look on.
Tag: Gentle
No Escape
Sitting amidst green glory on a hillside quiet alone on the gentle wind now comes the chime of a mobile phone. But for a while I am at peace and God is in his heaven and from my left comes the drone of the busy A127. Around me are just trees and hedges and it's good to be alive who cares about the incessant hum of the M25? I dig deep within me for calm and solace but even as I delve just over that hedge to my east buzzes the old A12. I look up to the blue sky for clarity but then I surely know there will be a line of planes letting down to land at Heathrow. We live on a lovely island and are glad that that is so but if one needs peace and quiet just where are we supposed to go?
Gentle Man
I know a very gentle man who lives across a sea he's getting quite old now but continues to inspire me. His life had a very harsh beginning while still in his native land when evil despots invaded and dealt out pain with a mighty hand. Some years of terror followed he trod in fearful zones a strapping lively boy became a frightened, starving, bag of bones. He later went to a promised place with others in similar strife and put his recovering soul to work and built a better life. His ready smile and tolerance made him many lasting friends he inspired forgiveness in others while governments played at amends. My friend forgives and does not hate, wishing no man any harm and always keeps a sleeve rolled down on blue numbers tattooed on his arm. February 2005
Gone Viral
It's gone for now, the great escape where time slows and smiles rise, the boat yard near the water is distraction for we ageing guys. But now there is a bug about which seeks to strike us low, keep us home watching telly and there's nowhere else to go. I will never again take for granted a gentle wind on a sunny day, when the tide is slowly rising and my boat is under weigh.
As I See Things 