When the wind speaks, few listen

When  people speak, the wind listens

 

A man sits with his dog, a smile of mockery signed across his face

Mixing signals

with his dog

 

Another man points his finger in anger as it is in his belief to be right

balance tilted towards the wrong side

 

A woman screams a rant of oil, three times trying the rage

her mentor tries to escape the situation with appease

 

This talk so many speak

about good and evil

and what it means

means nothing in a whirlwind of humanity

and so,

the wind speaks

 

Evil cannot be fought or won

it cannot be broken or fixed

 

Evil cannot be educated or changed

Consoled, consulted, controlled…

 

The Wind is free of evil yet watches the evil in mankind’s heart

…

 

There is but one way for humanity to come to terms with what grips a world

this is, it is

to know evil exists and that goodness exists, separate and different

and yet, so simple

so simple the solution

and then, when ready to choose a path

in this

the Wind has spoken.