This a.m. at o' dark thirty, I had the joy
of watching We are the world, we are
the children on FB. Been a long time
since I had heard it and I was moved to
tears . . .
The song is pure magic; make no mistake.
I watched these young people perform
this remarkable masterpiece by Michael
Jackson and Lionel Ritchie in absolute
awe.
I spoke of being moved . . . there's the
beauty of the piece itself, the brilliant
idea of bringing all these awesome stars
together, add in the message and then
there's that word MAGIC again!
I've ever and always been intrigued by
our different beliefs, the kaleidoscope
of our amazing colors and costumes.
It's beauty, pure beauty . . . how cannot
we be moved by the wonder of it all?!
Seventy years I've been living in this
mind boggling world; I pray I be gifted
yet another few. Still, in all these years,
I've never understood the hate, the anger,
the crimes, the wars . . . born out of this
world of wonder.
I pray we each commit to add to the joy,
the sweet, the glorious, rather than the ugly.
I pray POSITIVE will be given a chance,
a preference over NEGATIVE. I pray
without ceasing . . .
fear of losing hope
blind my eyes to the ugly
may the good guys win
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