What is happening at this moment?

Do you watch reality television and immediately feel something, OR do you watch a UNICEF commercial and immediately feel something?

Do you watch celebrities on your favorite show and wonder what their life is like at this moment, OR do you watch hungry children or exiled families on the nightly news and wonder what their life is like at this moment?

Outside our empirical perspectives is another world, a global community of mystique and trouble, chaos and hope. Read this conglomeration of Michael Jackson’s ‘Earth Song’ and Alicia Keys ‘We are Here’ lyrics, and consider what is happening in the world at this very moment.

What about sunrise

We are here for all of us

What about rain

We are here for all of us

What about all the things

That you said we were to gain…

That’s why we are here, why we are here

What about killing fields

Is there a time

What about all the things

That you said was yours and mine…

Did you ever stop to notice

All the blood we’ve shed before

Did you ever stop to notice

This crying Earth this weeping shores?


“Since conflict began in the Congo in 1998, nearly 4 million

people have been killed by war or disease, or have simply

disappeared without a trace.”



Bombs over Baghdad

What have we done to the world

Let’s start with a good dad

Look what we’ve done

What about all the peace

That you pledge your only son…


Let’s talk about Chinatown

Let’s talk about Gaza

Let’s talk about, let’s talk about Israel Let’s talk about, let’s talk Nigeria And the mass hysteria, yeah

Our souls are brought together So that we can love each other, brother


“Nigeria has some of the world’s highest infant, child and

maternal mortality rates. One child in 12 dies in the first year,

and one in eight does not live to age 5.”



What about flowering fields

We are here

Is there a time

We are here for all of us

What about all the dreams

We are here for all of us

That you said was yours and mine…

That’s why we are here, why we are here


Did you ever stop to notice

All the children dead from war

No guns in Harlem

But yet crime is a problem

Did you ever stop to notice

This crying Earth this weeping shores?

How we gonna save the nation

With no support for education

Hey, what about yesterday

What about the seas

The heavens are falling down

I can’t even breathe

What about apathy

I need you

What about nature’s worth

It’s our planet’s womb


“The Amazon rainforest which roughly account for about 2,488,642 square miles,

has lost 15 percent of its forest cover since 1970 alone.”



What about animals

Turned kingdoms to dust

What about elephants

Have we lost their trust

What about crying whales

Ravaging the seas

What about forest trails

Burnt despite our pleas

What about the holy land

Torn apart by creed

What about the common man

Can’t we set him free

What about children dying

Can’t you hear them cry

Where did we go wrong

Someone tell me why


Let’s talk about our part

My heart to your heart

Let’s talk about, let’s talk about living

Had enough of dying

Not what we all about

Let’s do more giving, do more forgiving, yeah

Our souls are brought together

So that we could love each other, sister

Cuz we are here

We are here for all of us

We are here for all of us

That’s why we are here, why we are here

We are here

We are here for all of us

We are here for all of us


3 thoughts on “What is happening at this moment?

  1. …We are here for all of us


    What about the street we share

    That you said was yours and mine


    Thinking about, addressing, attempting to consider the entire world and its issues seems huge to me, almost overwhelming. But if I stop to consider my own space, I realize that I do live in a world of sorts, a neighborhood-world of dogs, of children, of families, of bee hives and tomato plants, of people: a microcosm, I suppose.

    Two weeks ago, my son was totally perplexed, as close to anxiety as a fourteen year old boy can get.

    Nervous and clearly overdue on a history assignment, he barged into the kitchen and blurted out, “Mom, I’m supposed to write a paper for Dr. Marshall about how government and society are connected in everyday life; I don’t even know what that means. There are all these smart kids in my class, and I don’t know what to write.”

    “Really, Ben?” I queried. “Think back on what you know, and let’s just take a drive.”

    So we took the drive down 6th street.

    Pulling out of the cracked and disjointed driveway, the car jumped about as we bounced out into the street, where the general theme of disrepair continued: a closed down funeral home, grass growing up through the middle of the pavement, a wheelchair-bound grandma, two children, an aunt and a mother enjoying the day together on sagging, leaning porch.

    We took a left turn onto the street most people avoid and encountered two or three roaming dogs, pot holes so large they threaten to crack axles, a couple of grey-haired, out of work men puttering in their yards: more families trying to make-do…and yet, piles of shoes and warm blankets left out on the curb for homeless people who often wander through our little neighborhood.

    Turning right again, we merged back onto 6th, only at this point, the wheels began to glide as if rolling across silky glass: the smoothed surface of a freshly paved road. Bustling shops appeared- a trendy restaurant, coffee shops with fancy snacks, hipster craft stores, and a yoga studio boasting the sacred Hebrew name for their god, “I AM.”

    This display of festive twinkle lights, newly painted window signs, and careful policing seems like heaven after driving through the cracked cement neighborhood roads.

    But what is missing? Where is the sense of community? Where are the clothes left for homeless?

    What of the aged veterans who used to frequent the park across the street?

    They have all been replaced by upper middle-class women in expensive tights, doing acro-yoga in the park for $50/hour.

    As City Council continues to pay for the roads and upkeep in this area- where one of the council members owns a prominent business, the neighborhoods where children try to ride bikes and skateboards remain in disrepair. Those children are completely unaware that as “hopeful industry” makes its way east, hoping to connect itself with TU, the homes around them will be purchased, updated, and flipped for real estate profit. Their rent will rise. They will have to move, away from their community school, away from neighbors who share vegetables and loan each other tools, far from the bodega and the Mexican bakery, leaving behind the community that was.

    So where is government in all this?

    Ben gets it.

    “It’s just like Columbus and Andrew Jackson all over again, isn’t it, Mom? The government in Tulsa is helping all those money people take over, no matter who is already there.”

    “Yes, Ben. You ready to write your paper?”

  2. We’re both right. Where is the sense of community in the modern community? I grew up in a rural town so I never knew if it even existed in urban settings. But I do know this: It seems to be gone from both now. My parents have lived in the same house for 30+ years, and now they don’t know everyone on their block.Children grow further from the Earth, and neighbors grow further away from each other. Is it the changing of time to a fast-paced society, or is it the pure neglect of kindness and concern? How do we bring back the attention to what’s happening around us and within us? Should we even care? Is it our problem? If we aren’t affected, does it even matter? How do we teach students and people to care? Better yet, how do we even propose the problems in a familiar light? If this is the present, where’s the future? My mother said that the more people that love and care about you, the better. Shouldn’t that care be extended? I made my neighbors cookies and wrote them a card because their dog got ran over last week. Does that count?
    I am on a mission to bring back the community in the rural community I grew up in. Tomorrow I begin my networking operation. I am anxious to see if my vision is well-received. Is there a bright future in my childhood community’s future? Yes, I am diligent and demanding!

  3. Our World is Large our World is Huge
    While we are interconnected, it is unlikely that I will have the chance to travel to affect places in the world that are far away. It is also unlikely that I can afford to support all of the causes that need support in this world right now today.
    But what I can do is affect the world in which I live, in which I dwell and travel in; to make it well. Every day I start with me and God. I thank him for another day and ask Him to help me along the way. That is how I pray. I ask for peace within me and attempt to share that peace with others with whom I come in contact. I try to brighten up my corner of the world by letting my light shine because as you know, it only takes a spark to light the darkness.
    If we smile instead of frown. Let the other go first instead of ourselves. Be courteous. Care about the other person. Respect people, animals, and things. Say kind words or nothing at all. Take care of ourselves so that we can take care of our loved ones, our neighbor, our fellowman. Give generously; receive graciously; behave acceptably.
    At this moment we can be an example of how love is a powerful force of positive change happening in our world today.

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