Invisible Me
You cannot see me.
Yet I am here before the world.
How the ground shakes but so subtle that few know it shook at all.
The changing tides worry nobody.
Global warming or global change.
I am no hero I am just a child of humanity.
Refusing to be afraid when somebody says.
Mankind is destroying the planet.
I whisper back.
No, we are not.
The planet is just going through the times.
Like a fine grandfather clock, the world simply changes.
If you know what to look for you can be ready.
Yet who knows what to look for.
They say if you know the past you can know the future.
So we see a brand new world or a very old one.
Two thousand years is not very long on a cosmic scale.
10 million years is nothing on a cosmic scale.
Yet here we are on a scale of 100 years or less.
My grandmother (may she rest in peace) she lived to be 104 years old.
Nothing seemed to scare her.
She moved at her own pace she braved many storms in life.
Hero or not she was not phased by anything.
Know your battles she would say.
So that brings me to my point in this story.
What are your battles and how are they important?
To you or to your friends.
Die with a whimper.
Or scream to the heavens....
Have at thee you villainous scum I too control the storm.
Yet you do not scream nor do you control anything but your own life.
Sometimes you do not even control your own life.
I came.
I saw.
I shook in fear at what I understood.
That people will be more pressed to hide the truth.
Then arm you to defend against the truth.
Where do you go when life counts you out of the solutions.
My story told my truth lost my world still going through space.
Silent to the community of other worlds.
I put wisdom in my mind's eye from generations of lost souls.
I think you understand what needs to be done yet wonder.
Is it too damn late?
Are you afraid of the dark?
That dark being the meaning of life the will of the one and the death of the many.
I close my eyes and pray but the answer to my prayer is always the same.
God works through us.
So when it comes time to save the people.
It has to be me and you and all of them.
Understanding tomorrow but remembering yesterday.
Life and death and a million ways to say.
I am open to suggestions but are you willing to see the human potential.
Spiritual.
Physical.
Awe-inspiring and mind-shaking.
If you are afraid of the dark what comes next.......
Will have you screaming....
Wake me up....
Wake
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