Be prepared.

We are running and rushing

towards an abyss of blockbuster 

proportions, no one is fully facing to

be properly prepared for what may be.

We shoot off our stinking guns and 

starve children, we battle for land

and barter the lives of our brethren,

while, waiting       a virus wrests from 

us our selfishness and security,

our finances are shot to smithereens

silver cannot shop for supplies if 

those working are sick and isolating.

Slowly the world is realising that

only together can we survive the

next outbreak, the next may take

the young and we do not 





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margins are a great place sometimes because it is where change happens fastest but it is also a horrible place when we are stuck in them and grace is the moment when we can see that someone cares.

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