Sometimes I wonder if the world would be a much happier place if we humans had much better attitudes.
We all know we need to take more care of the planet, appreciate it more, honour what it gives us, those things are a given. We worship unseen gods, yet we don’t treat the planet that literally keeps us alive with nearly the same respect.
Our lives seem drab sometimes. We find reasons to argue and fall out with each other. Reasons that others are wrong, deluded, stupid. We vote in politicians and turn on them. We set up celebrities and then rip into them. We find the one and leave them.
I hate quantifying things in terms that seem so negative, but I honestly believe that we could all do with an injection of optimism. This poem expresses that feeling.
Today the sun is shining the sky is blue and it’s a good day Yesterday was a bad day but the sun still shone and the sky was blue So is it us that makes a bad day? Or bad things that make a bad day? Or is there no such thing as a bad day except being me and you Are all days good days except for me and you? Is the world a bright and happy place everyday only we’ve forgotten how to be bright and happy? Do we hear so little because we shout so much? Do we see so little because we cry so much? Do we love so little because we hate so much? Is the world a good place despite the things we do Deb Hawken 2008
Deb Hawken - Amorah 