A Season of Sowing

Whenever the urge
to save the world
surges its way
through my raw synapses,
I try to keep in mind
that it ain’t the world
that’s in need of saving…
it’ll be just fine and dandy
no matter what type of devastation
the human species
wrecks upon the face of the earth,
for there is a perfectly natural equilibrium
to which it will always
return to balance.

No, it ain’t the world
in need of a savior…
it is this species
which has pushed itself
to the brink of disaster
that direly needs
a fresh dose
of happy hour hallelujah
before the midnight bells chime
for the final time
and bring the curtains
crashing down
on this experiment
of self-conscious evolution.

But I’m afraid
that such a savior
ain’t going to be
breaking through those toxic clouds
to make a resurrected appearance
in the burning sky
as a sign of Revelation cometh.

No, no,
there ain’t no prophecy
with a strong enough remedy
to cure what ails us…
so the only solution
that seems viable
at this late stage of the game
is to tear up
all the old rules
and build a new blueprint
with better guidelines
which help drive home the point
that every soul
better learn
to save itself.

Time is growing short, it’s true,
which means
there ain’t no time
to weep the blues…
so dry those eyes
that they may see
the seeds to sow
the future fields
that cancel out the chaos
and give us all a chance
to reap the promise
of heaven found
in the here and now.

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Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration. He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects. Scott Thomas can be reached at 17numa@gmail.com. You can also watch and/or subscribe to his YouTube Channel Read other articles by Scott Thomas, or visit Scott Thomas's website.