And Mother is holding the globe on the end of her necklace out For us to look at; for us to look into And we look and the globe gets bigger It is the size of a basketball And we take it in our hands And we spin it around And it spins fast! It spins fast this globe does We watch fascinated at how quickly it is able to spin itself around And now Mother grabs hold of the globe And stops its spinning cold And all that is on the Earth keeps moving forward It is as when a car suddenly stops And the passengers keep moving forward Into the front windshield they move So this is happening to all on Earth The globe has stopped spinning But they keep moving forward due to momentum It is a few moments before they stop And when they do they are not at the place they had been at No one is Nothing is No one and nothing is where they had been All on Earth has moved Every single thing And the people look around in a daze What has happened? And Where are we? They had not even perceived the spinning of the globe They only felt it when the globe’s spinning had stopped And they kept moving That is when they felt the motion While the globe was spinning they had not perceived Anything unusual, nothing at all The scientists had, but kept quiet about it Because their governments told them to Because their governments did not want their citizens upset Did not want the populace destabilized And now nothing is as it was Land is where water was And water is where land was And people are in each other’s countries And know not which country they are in
What is this strange place What am I doing here What are we doing here How did we get here
And the people wish to return home They all get up and move And again there are mass migrations For each segment of the population longs for its own home And so they move Not realizing that their home itself has moved And they travel about looking for their home And truly the population is lost They recognize not the landmarks They recognize not the Earth They find not their home And the people are bewildered and lost And all is in a state of flux All is in a state of change That period after the before state And before the after state That state in between When all is in transition And all are confused And some are frightened And some are angry But most just want things to go back the way they were But of course that is not meant to be Things never go back the way they were Things move forward They move forward And the people must move forward along with them But the people do not know this They want to go home They want the familiar They want what they know And so they wander the Earth looking for home And find it not And there is a great mixing of the population Due to all its wandering And all the people are now intermixed Those who had been contained within one geographical unit And now interspersed with those from another And this is true the world over And the people have no choice but to help each other For they are all in the same plight And so we see stranger helping stranger For the former stranger is now a neighbor Is now a fellow Is now someone in the same predicament as oneself And the people reach out a hand to each other They unite to help each other They try to help each other And their brotherhood and generosity with each other is touching Yes it warms the heart And slowly, gradually The people stop their insistence On returning to the way things used to be And start looking at their new reality as it is And together they start to accept this new reality This new geography This new Earth And they settle in place And they find that their new neighbors Are people of a different color than they A different ethnicity than they In fact the new neighbor on the right is of one color, one ethnicity And the new neighbor on the left is of a different color, a different ethnicity And thus all the worlds people are interspersed Are mixed together For it as though they all got jumbled up When the Earth stopped spinning And of course when they all migrated searching for their home They all went in different directions And now that they are coming to the realization Of the reality of their situation As they come to this realization They stop in place For truly they are tired of migrating Truly they have realized that home is not there anymore And that they must make for themselves a new home And each person comes to this realization and this acceptance At his own pace; in his own time And when he does He stops, he stops, he stops In bewilderment he stops In confusion he stops In dawning realization he stops
Do such things happen in our lifetimes Aren’t such things confined to history books Yes we know the Earth had changed in the great distant past But the past is over We had expected stability within our lifetime We had thought things would stay this way forever
And no that is not the way it is playing out Earth has undergone massive transformations before And she is undergoing a massive transformation now And the people slowly, gradually, each in their own capacity Come to albeit reluctantly They come to accept it And when the moment of acceptance comes It is usually accompanied by a moment of exhaustion For truly it is the exhaustion that hastens the acceptance And the person stops in place And decides to settle where he or she is And thus it happens that the people of the world Are now all interspersed And who had been living in the north Is now living in the south Or in the east Or in the west It is random It is all random There truly seems no rhyme nor reason As to why each individual ended up where he did But settle down they finally do Accept their new situation they finally do Look around at their new reality they do Look around at their new neighbors they do And yes they have no choice For all are in the same boat And all are in need And to survive one must help each other That is the only way they can survive And the people know this And truth be told All the old distinctions All the old divisions Seem so irrelevant now One forgets how or why they had ever been important One forgets And one is grateful for the neighbor’s helping hand And one reciprocates as one can And thus stability returns to the land And thus the people create their reality anew To correspond with their new situation And it is as though all are starting from scratch Truly this shakeup has been a great equalizer And all are starting anew And all are starting from the same relative position For truly the old distinctions no longer hold Rich or poor are no longer relevant terms They hold no meaning No not yet It will take a long time for these terms to come back Into the people’s reality For now they mean nothing They mean nothing And it is as though all are immigrants And it is as though all are refugees And no there are no refugee camps built For there are no ‘saviors’ to build them There is not a healthy, whole, untouched group of people To take charge and to control the refugees No there is not The people themselves take charge The people themselves create their new reality The people together create their new reality And surprisingly enough This new reality Is more peaceful And yes more satisfying The people are more content There is less depression and neuroticism in the world As the people go about with purpose Building their new homes Helping each other Working together Helping each other to survive in this new Earth of theirs