There are many beautiful things here
On earth. Places and persons we may
Visit, never going far from home. It
Is our choice. In nature there are what
Is called "Acts of ***"that we have no
Choice about but must get thru them
As best we can. But for much of life
We go to places we would not by an
Act of choice. To be fair there are to
Be sure reasons: to prepare against an
Evil foreseen; to learn from- so to avoid
A next time. We go to war to defend
The peace-afraid to do otherwise would
Be cowardly and invite aggression. There
Is no end of rationales for our sorties near
To the bad place we would not go-whole
Segment of our society and many of our
"Finest"have it in their job description,
Are duty bind to look deeply into ****.
Is there something wrong with this?
Almost certainly. Should we rather be
Like ostriches burying our heads in
The sand. Be liked the three monkeys
That see no evil; hear no evil; speak no
Evil. We should at least be allowed to
Doubt bad news-Knowing Satan is a
Liar. We should doubt the benefit of
Being warned about evil as it so often
Lead to self fulfilling prophecies and
Errors of judgement repugnant to our
Conscience. It is a morass. A world we
Would not and it is all too much for us.
Our world is not as we would have it. If
It is the truth we say unto our ***: Let it
Not be so. I give up; it is up to you to make
It better. For my part let me do my best
To contemplate your Grandeur-Oh and
Thank you *** for all the dappled things.
Acknowledging my debt to Gerard Manley.
Hopkins and his two famous poems