Globalism

When I was a Child
I was given
a Globe,
small enough to
hold in My hands.

Inside was God.

Oustside was Everything Else.

My Task
of a Lifetime
was to get inside
The Globe
with God
and
leave The World
Outside.

Except, perhaps,
to convince
a Few Others
to get
God Globes
of Their Own.

We God Globalists
Knew that
All that would
Survive
The Coming Catastrophe
must be
In a Globe.
All Else would Perish.

A few years ago
I dropped
My Globe and
It Shattered.

Love spilled
Everywhere.

It’s possible
I’m not
too Old
to Learn
How To
Spread It Around.

Oh, Also:

There’s a Globe
I’m just now
Seeing.
There seems to be
No End to It.

As Near as
I can tell,

It Contains
Everything.

(Photo by Greg Rakozy; UnSplash)