I ask you if you’re
paying attention.
You’ve got that
far off look
in your eye.
Your voice
is barely above a whisper
when you reply.
“I’m just thinking
about tomorrow.
Because, yesterday
is dead and gone.
I’m just trying
to find a way
to find the strength
to carry on.
There’s so much
hurt and pain
out there.
I just wish
I could do more
to help these people
fight the battles
that the future
has in store.”
I am quiet
for a while.
Your words
ring in my head.
I try concentrating
on the road,
but my mind
wanders instead.
And as we come upon
the mountains,
I know exactly
what you mean,
this whole world
is full of people
who suffer hard
behind the scenes.
And this world
has no conscience,
and mankind
is rife with greed,
so, there is more
suffering coming,
leaving so many more
in need.
I stop the truck
and take your hand.
We both stare out
at the view,
knowing just what is coming
and wondering
what we’re going to do.
DJR – 2022
