My Insatiable Search
I search high and low
For a time –
When children played on the streets,
And no parent worried for their safety.
When elders could correct or teach any child
And no one chastised them.
When Right was recognized as such
Even though we didn’t speak the other’s language.
When Respect was something everyone already had
Not something that had to be earned.
When Religion was a way of life,
Not something traded for Money and Power.
When spirituality was a norm,
Not something for our ego to build on
When People knew how to be Good neighbours
Productive citizens, Ethical employees, Benevolent employers
Lovingly Committed husbands and wives and Dutiful loving Children
Elders knew to wield their wisdom
Not manipulate it to satisfy their whim.
When Reputation, Honour and Integrity meant the world
And Righteousness didn’t involve killing or exiling
When compassion wrapped every thought, word and deed
Life was about living in Harmony
Surely the wheel of time hasn’t turned so far
Has it?
