Wednesday, 15 April 2020

A Lonely Heaven (15-12-2006)


Each day I venture into the world, with one thing on my mind; Make the world better for those to come. So many have so little; too few have too much. I care not how you came by your riches; I care not for the "Family Fortune." I care about those who need what you take for granted.

Each day millions of children, starve and die around the world; while the rich throw food in the garbage. There are people without clothes, wearing rags, while the closets of the rich expand and bulge with clothing they can't even remember buying. The poor without shelter, risk exposure and death, while the rich own multiple home, apartments and buildings with no-one in them.

If these are the people Mankind aspire to be, then, look you not for a place in Heaven; for there is no room for YOU!

Man says, it's not a sin to be greedy; though Greed is Avarice, and Avarice is the first Deadly Sin. Mankind wonder around their self-important lives, calling on their Gods to protect them, as they compile their riches; while they do nothing to enrich the lives of others. your prayers have fallen on Devilish ears; where else comes the wealth, and riches. Your contracts have been numbered and filed.
Your accommodations await YOU.

How much is Too much?

How many have to die before mankind really cares?

How many children should starve before mankind share their plate of food?

How many should go naked, before mankind spares a jacket?

How may cars do you need? how fast should it go? How luxurious the ride to HELL?

Churches around the world; regardless of religion, sect, denomination, ethnic background; regardless of who they pray to; regardless of how they pray, have all failed in their quest.

Many say "Kill the Infidel"; when they are themselves the "Infidel." Christians say, "Follow the Light"; when they are themselves in the "Dark." Every faith has only "ONE" underlying philosophy; Love your fellow man, as if he were your brother. God's Golden Rule: "Do unto others, as you would have them do unto You." Find me One Million in Six and a half Billion souls on this earth, who can say they follow the "Golden Rule" rule without fault: never wavering for self gain. Anyone who truly is his brother’s keeper. Anyone who would share all there is on this world to share.

Poor families, know well how hard it is to survive, as the rich fill their coffers with the wealth from your pockets, and share nothing. Know well the slavish jobs you do; while the rich languish at resorts, in exotic places, patting each other on the back, for the jobs the poor has done, and share nothing.

Is it not time to stop coveting a better life, and start to lead a bettor life. What care you for the wealthy who are jailed for their theft of your money? What care you for the wealthy who cry foul, because they, like us are caught driving drunk, or high on drugs, or molesting the innocent, making statement, that show their nature? Is it "NEWS" when it happens to you? The only time you'll find yourself in the news paper surely, is when you die. We all die.

How much money do we need, when we die? How much clothing do we need, when we die? How many cars do we need, when we die? How much food to fills our stomachs, when we die?

Watch your Television, see and remember; the people on there, don't care about you, only for the money to give them, or the ways to make them richer. Advertisers, world wide, portray the poor average person as an idiot; wasting their lives, chasing riches, to purchase what ever they are selling; Wasting what little money they have, on material things, on expensive things, on needless things; while children around the world care only for tomorrow, flipping the coin of Life and Death.

Banks fill they coffers; their executives may grow fat on your hard earned money; while they refuse to help you get ahead. They'll lend your money to those who are rich, but not to you. Corporations grow fat on the sweat of your brow, but never share the wealth with those who made them rich.

When will we say no more. When will we say STOP? When will we take back our lives? When will we care for the "Future Custodians of Paradise," each, every and all children; everywhere.

What legacy do we leave? what lessons are we teaching? what kind of world are we leaving behind? All the money in the world could never buy another planet for our children to live on; if we destroy the one, we have today.

If you can't understand that! You need not look for a place in "Heaven", or whatever "Here After" you believe in. Whatever your religion believes happens to your when you pass on; for yours has been a "FAILED QUEST."


Written by R. Anthony H. Rock, December 15th, 2006.
© copyright R Anthony H. Rock

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