economy rocked

our economy is being rocked, by greed
winter is coming and fuel costs are high
good jobs are gone, long gone overseas
fishing jobs are long time gone
ways of lives are changing
changing like the autumn leaves
falling like autumn leaves
yet
i know as the trees know
that yes winter will come but
so will spring and then summer, fall winter
spring and so on and so on in this journey
we are all on. this fabulous fantastic journey, this challenge, our will to never give up,
and to quote Dylan Thomas:

"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."