The Chosen Ones

A society that loses or misplaces                                                               Compassion and Concern                                                                                     Turns a corner leading nowhere

Time to recall those who supported,

Replaced our bravest called to War,

Others placed on fields to secure

A piece of land protestors found.

These are not "New Times"

They are History Repeating Itself

Times we thought we'd passed

Securing equality and safety

When you do your evening walk

Children in tow,

Dogs on a leash,

Saying an occasional " Hi"

To neighbors old and new. . .

See the destruction

You viewed on your "screen"

Realizing War begins over

Labeling, Classifying and Pigeonholing.

Every neighborhood, every continent,

Is a step away from repeating History.

Our Globe is finite.

Space will allow a selected few.

Thought of as "Pioneers'

Who Will Be "The Chosen Ones"