You haven’t before, even  
as I often remind you of 
what is to come. 
Proclamations fall upon 
ears that do not wish to 
listen, eyes that fail to see 
the signs, minds closed to 
the havoc that surrounds us. 
Trust me this time.  
The only truth I know, at 
this moment anyway, is  
that which I dare to speak. 
Is anybody listening? 
Even I have been known 
to ignore my own counsel. 
Does that make it any less 
significant? Trust is hard. 

01/23/2024                                                                                       j.g.l.