Children hurt. Animals are vanquished.
Men and women weep.
War is rumored and hate is triumphant.
Oh, we foolish mortals!
If only reason and heart could come together.
Some would say that sitting and thinking and talking
With teacup in hand
And carefully being polite is a sham.
Yet how better to grow into civility?
For that’s what we need.
The time to be polite,
To be honourable, to be sensible is now.
Why carry on with anger and pain and death?
Oh, you foolish mortals! Rise above.
Maybe, just maybe, the time for tea is now.
Audio and Author Comment~
Well, of course having tea will not solve all of our problems. Of course not. But if we start in our own small circle and discuss how to make the world better, that circle will spread out and we will make a difference. The poem posted is an older one. I dragged it out of my file because it just seemed to fit still. Je suis Paris. Je Suis le monde. skp
Let us try harder. Earlene Grey