A Letter from Father Tom May 17

Dear Parish Family,

The other day, my cousin Mark send me this adult fairy tale. It’s lovingly told of a dad reading this story to his little son at bedtime. Read it and enjoy.

The Great Realization

Little Boy: Tell me the one about the virus again, then I’ll go to bed.

Dad: But my boy, you’re growing weary, sleepy thoughts about your head.

Little Boy: Please Dad, that one is my favorite, I promise just once more.

Dad: OK, snuggle down though I know you know full well

that story starts before then, in a world I once would dwell.

It was a world of waste and wonder, of poverty and plenty,

back before we understood that hindsight’s 2020.

You see the people came up with companies to trade across all lands.

But they swelled and got much bigger that we ever could have planned.

We always had our wants; but it got to be so quick

we could have everything you dreamed of in a day and with a click.

We noticed families stopped talking, that’s not to say they never spoke,

but the meaning must have melted and the work life balance broke.

And the children’s eyes grew squarer and every toddler had a phone.

They filtered out the imperfections but amidst the noise they felt alone.

And everyday the skies grew thicker, until you couldn’t see the stars.

So we flew in planes to find them; while down below we filled our cars.

We’d drive around all day in circles. We had forgotten how to run.

We swapped the grass for tarmac, shrink the parks, till there were none.

We filled the sea with plastic; but our waste was never capped,

until each day when you went fishing; you’d pull them out already wrapped.

And while we drank and smoked and gambled, our leaders taught us why,

it’s best not to upset the lobbies, it’s more convenient to die.

But then in 2020, a new virus came our way,

the governments reacted and told us all to hide away.

But while we were hidden amidst the fear and all the while,

the people dusted off their instincts. They remembered how to smile.

They started clapping to say thank you and calling up their mums.

And while the car keys gathered dust, they would look forward to their runs.

And with the skies less full of voyagers, the earth began to breathe.

And the beaches bore new wildlife, that scuttled into the seas.

Some people started dancing, some were singing, some were baking.

We’d grown so used to bad news, but some good news was in the making.

And so, when we found the cure and we were allowed to go outside,

we preferred the world we found to the one we left behind.

Old habits became extinct and they made way for the new.

And every simple act of kindness was given then it’s due.

But why did it take a virus to bring the people back together?

Sometimes my boy, you must get sick before you start feeling better.

Now lie down and dream of tomorrow and all the things we can do.

And who knows if you dream hard enough, maybe some of them will come true.

We now call it The Great Realizaton

and yes, since then, there have been many.

But that’s the story of how it started, and why hindsight’s 2020.

 

A blessed Easter season,

Father Tom Devery