Following a leader,
if you will,
it may deter the most critical of life’s happenings:
Tempting to find a leader
When leaders don’t abound
Removing a good one
When he, or she,
Black, white, or brown
Or any other shades
Not a good thing to do
Say brethren today
Echoing this country’s past….
Not too long ago, country folks came together and Abraham Lincoln became our sixteenth president. Standing still was beneath him—standing still was never purposeful for Abe. He was, and remained, on a mission (with us, a brand-new American society) where all men have the same color blood flowing through their veins. Abe’s integrity, aroused from the Bible, showed indomitable cause!
Once more, as a people, we lurched forward. Once more, one more time, Abe urged us all to join hands together. Today, our enemy is a virus. And like Abraham Lincoln moving—not standing still—remains the parcel of our American integrity. It is and will remain our survival.
Only one single moment in time will show itself more than once upon its face.
It will belong to you, alone, as your chance to do with it, stimulated by your singular will to accomplish, or to stand still, watching, unable to avoid the stymie you, and you alone, are free to remove.
Standing still is not limited to remaining in one place being singular, or without any thoughts of personal choice.
What it does mean, in as short and sweet a definition to be found in any annals of society, is a simple fact: if you are in life’s race without movement, you are in the process of losing.
Life is definitely a means to its eventual end.
Without forward movement, one will find themselves in retreat; often, in retreat without conspicuously or consciously being aware of it.