Weep Tears Now for Your Culture Lost
Shed your tears now
Cry for the clean water you drink
Cry for the light at night
Cry for the safety in our streets
Cry for the roads you drive on
Cry for the family alive that you love
Cry for the friends you cherish
Cry for the society you have shared
Soon, too soon, all your tears will be shed
Your water will be soiled
Your light will be gone
Your safety will be lost
Your roads will be shattered
Your family will be smaller
Your friends will expire
Your society will not endure
Perhaps we can still save ourselves. To do so we must elect new leaders who understand prioritization, who are not the puppets of power, but leaders through prescience and compassion. We need leaders who are not the victors of the downtrodden, but the heroes of our future. Men and women who look past what other’s want to hear to what we cannot afford to hear. We cannot afford to hear that Ebola is airborne. We cannot afford to hear that borders are open. We cannot afford to hear that our healthcare system, weakened and riddled by the prosperity of assured payments and specialized medicine is prepared and capable of handling Ebola. Our healthcare system is woefully inadequate. Is our healthcare system in your home? Is it at your work place? Is it sitting on the park bench? Are their members brothers and sisters of the massive homeless population, the auger of Ebola. Who will protect us from those who don’t know, don’t care, and won’t act?
We have one hope and one hope only, that you, the populace recognizes the danger and acts accordingly.
I, who do not believe in God, pray that you do.