Blessed 24/7

Today, I can truly say I am blessed.
As for my days past,
I must confess,
I have felt much less.
For when the sun rises,
It rises on the just, as well as the unjust,
And when it sets,
It sets on everybody and everything,
For there are good days and there are bad days, And there is no room for complaining,
Because it serves no purpose
And solves no problems.
There are wars and rumors of wars,
Gang violence, crime, murder
Ring out all over the land
Even terrorism
Has gotten a little out of hand,
Disease stricken countries
And mouths unfed,
People walking the streets
And children don’t have a place
To call home,
And the elderly are weary
And can’t rest their feet.
How can this be?
In a world full of the blessed,
Because they have turned their backs
And cared much less.
We must stop and think
And act on this quest,
And ask “god” to help us,
Undo all this mess.
We walk in darkness
And all the foundations of the earth
Are out of course,
Self centered-selfish-greedy
And destructive,
It is time we must pray
And get out of the way —
“Let go and let God!”