Tim Merry
I just read about the coming of the ice age
Earth’s rage
The mighty mother, the sage,
Turning another page
Of evolution
A natural solution
The vibration
Of creation
Melting ice caps into the gulf stream flows
The European heating system blows
Beyond repair
My mother, father, sister, brother live there
Stop, bear witness, take a long good stare
Digest our reality and start to care
The planet is movin’ on
We all be livin’ in the final swan song
The future’s comin’ on strong
Like King Kong
We all be the hapless maiden
Looking in his big brown eyes
Beginning to realise
It’s all beyond our control
Bigger than we’ll ever be
See?
Fuck the swan song,
This is the King Kong song
We ain’t got no choice but to go along.
No more prizes for predicting the rain
The pain
New starts
Time to build the arks
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What’s my contribution
At this crazy time?
Am I gonna whine
Complain
About the pain?
The fact we all seem to be going insane?
No!
Trust in surprise
Integrity has no compromise
Release all ties
Open the eyes.
Our survival seems hit and miss
Like the world is taking the piss
A final good night kiss
All this material wealth
The illusion of bliss
It’s a big mis –stake
Time to rake
The fallen leaves
Autumn choices
Winter bereaves
Not everyone will make it
We can’t fake it
There’s no hiding
From this colliding
With the end of an era
It’s never been clearer
Some will get left behind
Linger in our minds
Their remains to find
In millions of years
As we learn again our evolution
From homo-confusion
Homo-luminum
No more prizes for predicting the rain
The pain
New starts
Time to build the arks
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Gather now at our community centres
With friends and mentors
And Elders
We all be the welders
Of fragmentation
On the edges of the new creation
The builders of the New Space Station
Right here in the arms of the mother
Where the heroes gather undercover
Sensing the future with sonar sound
The builders of boats abound
Readying for the coming storms
Trainers of the warriors who break the norms
Yield to the field
Drop the shield
What are the skills we need to survive?
To be one of ones alive
Who looks back
Thinking
“holy shit how did we survive that?”
What does it take to make the warrior caste
To see our king kong future comin’ on fast
Then look back and know it as the past?
This ain’t about seekin’ thrills
We need to know the survival skills
Get into training
I’m not exaggerating
I wish I was
This is real,
now
here
It’s time to get clear.
There’s no more prizes for predicting the rain
The pain
New starts
It’s time to build the arks
About the Author
Tim Merry of Mahone Bay, Nova Scotia is a change leader who works locally and internationally to support change in communities, organizations and society. Participatory engagement, strategic clarity & collaborative action are the core of his practice. They work in direct response to the reality of the world we live in.
Tim designs, delivers and trains processes that are tailor made to meet the needs of all the people involved. “The complexity of the challenges we face, the speed of change and the uncertainty of our times demand we see a bigger picture that none of us could see alone. We must work together to intelligently plan and effectively execute actions that have far reaching impact.”
Brilliant!