There Is A Planet
by Sharon Pacione
There Is A Planet
Where illusion is the accepted reality,
where ego is king.
Where war mongers flex their nuclear muscles
creating wars to boost the economy,
keeping the masses bound to false hope
that they live on a safe planet.
Where forgotten prisoners of long-ago wars
live the horrible truth of abandonment.
Where less than 2% of the population
determines the economic structure
for the other 98%.
Where government representatives
are bought and paid for
by lobbyists with private interests,
and where decisions are not
based on what is for the good of all.
There is a planet
where individuals accumulate more wealth
than they can possibly use,
hoarding rather than sharing
with those less fortunate,
because of fear of losing their position
on a media created list
of "wealthiest people in the world"...
Or, sometimes, for an even sadder reason,
because they don't care.
There is a planet
where the ozone layer has diminished,
causing global warming,
reducing an already shrinking land mass
housing 6 billion people
and countless other lifeforms.
There is a planet
where children are abused
and often die
at the hands of those trusted
to protect them.
Where the eyes of starvation
and homelessness stare blankly
into those of acceptance.
Where hatred rules and
racial and religious intolerance
are an accepted form
of freedom of expression.
Where there is no reverence for wisdom
that comes with experience and age.
There is a planet
where destruction of the interior
and exterior of the planet
is looked upon with apathy.
Where pollution rains
and water is so contaminated
that fish commit suicide.
Where free energy for all
is not unveiled
because industry can outrageously
continue to charge for the current system.
Where man can rocket to the moon,
but cannot solve the problem of over-population.
There is a planet
where dead soil grows dead food,
where other lifeforms are consumed as food.
Where the medical system
concentrates more on treating illness
than preventing it,
because they have lost their connection to nature.
Where with every generation
a new disease becomes prevalent
causing chronic deterioration of the physical body.
Where news media thrives on bad news,
on the profits of murder and war,
and good news is considered boring
and not profitable.
There is a planet
where prison guards and officials
turn their heads
to the rape of young men and women,
finally caught by an arm of the same system
that ignored neglect and abuse
in the now adult's formative years.
Where baby seals are clubbed to death
in front of their mothers,
hunted for their soft white fur.
Where deer hang as trophies on family room walls,
staring at their captors with eyes of the hunted.
Where rhinos are slaughtered for their horns
so that humans can satisfy sexual curiosity.
Where elephants are massacred for their tusks,
carved into figures for living room tables.
Where dolphins breathe their dying breath
ensnared in a net, grasping at freedom.
Where power and control
eat for lunch
compassion and integrity.
There is a planet
where, to others in the universe,
those on this planet are alien...
sick in body, mind and spirit.
Where is this planet?
This planet is Earth
If these conditions
continue to ring on indifferent ears,
then our mind has indeed
become a rug piled high with the debris
that has been swept under it
When a large segment of the population
is proud to say "but, we still live
in the greatest country in the world"
it is proof that we have anesthetized ourselves
with our addictions,
choosing to live a comfortably numb life,
indifferent to the suffering of all forms of life,
including the planet herself
We have failed as caretakers...
the time has come
when it is no longer acceptable
to jeopardize the balance
of our home and the universe.
Planet earth can recover,
but we must first realize that we're ill...
we can all serve the process
by healing our own body, mind and spirit,
by choosing love over fear,
by picking our passion and getting involved...
Which moment will you choose to remember
that ONE person can make a difference?
from the self-published book
"Winking at Destiny - A Journey into Consciousness"
Sharon Pacione, 1998
There Is A Planet
Where illusion is the accepted reality,
where ego is king.
Where war mongers flex their nuclear muscles
creating wars to boost the economy,
keeping the masses bound to false hope
that they live on a safe planet.
Where forgotten prisoners of long-ago wars
live the horrible truth of abandonment.
Where less than 2% of the population
determines the economic structure
for the other 98%.
Where government representatives
are bought and paid for
by lobbyists with private interests,
and where decisions are not
based on what is for the good of all.
There is a planet
where individuals accumulate more wealth
than they can possibly use,
hoarding rather than sharing
with those less fortunate,
because of fear of losing their position
on a media created list
of "wealthiest people in the world"...
Or, sometimes, for an even sadder reason,
because they don't care.
There is a planet
where the ozone layer has diminished,
causing global warming,
reducing an already shrinking land mass
housing 6 billion people
and countless other lifeforms.
There is a planet
where children are abused
and often die
at the hands of those trusted
to protect them.
Where the eyes of starvation
and homelessness stare blankly
into those of acceptance.
Where hatred rules and
racial and religious intolerance
are an accepted form
of freedom of expression.
Where there is no reverence for wisdom
that comes with experience and age.
There is a planet
where destruction of the interior
and exterior of the planet
is looked upon with apathy.
Where pollution rains
and water is so contaminated
that fish commit suicide.
Where free energy for all
is not unveiled
because industry can outrageously
continue to charge for the current system.
Where man can rocket to the moon,
but cannot solve the problem of over-population.
There is a planet
where dead soil grows dead food,
where other lifeforms are consumed as food.
Where the medical system
concentrates more on treating illness
than preventing it,
because they have lost their connection to nature.
Where with every generation
a new disease becomes prevalent
causing chronic deterioration of the physical body.
Where news media thrives on bad news,
on the profits of murder and war,
and good news is considered boring
and not profitable.
There is a planet
where prison guards and officials
turn their heads
to the rape of young men and women,
finally caught by an arm of the same system
that ignored neglect and abuse
in the now adult's formative years.
Where baby seals are clubbed to death
in front of their mothers,
hunted for their soft white fur.
Where deer hang as trophies on family room walls,
staring at their captors with eyes of the hunted.
Where rhinos are slaughtered for their horns
so that humans can satisfy sexual curiosity.
Where elephants are massacred for their tusks,
carved into figures for living room tables.
Where dolphins breathe their dying breath
ensnared in a net, grasping at freedom.
Where power and control
eat for lunch
compassion and integrity.
There is a planet
where, to others in the universe,
those on this planet are alien...
sick in body, mind and spirit.
Where is this planet?
This planet is Earth
If these conditions
continue to ring on indifferent ears,
then our mind has indeed
become a rug piled high with the debris
that has been swept under it
When a large segment of the population
is proud to say "but, we still live
in the greatest country in the world"
it is proof that we have anesthetized ourselves
with our addictions,
choosing to live a comfortably numb life,
indifferent to the suffering of all forms of life,
including the planet herself
We have failed as caretakers...
the time has come
when it is no longer acceptable
to jeopardize the balance
of our home and the universe.
Planet earth can recover,
but we must first realize that we're ill...
we can all serve the process
by healing our own body, mind and spirit,
by choosing love over fear,
by picking our passion and getting involved...
Which moment will you choose to remember
that ONE person can make a difference?
from the self-published book
"Winking at Destiny - A Journey into Consciousness"
Sharon Pacione, 1998
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