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I had a dream last night. In it, God finally got tired of it all. Tired of women with crushed hearts and men with one-track minds. Tired of men who abuse women and particular those who hurt children. Tired of the all those who have no idea what true-love is. Saddened by the games and the heartbreaks that people play and cause. Tired of the anguish suffered by those few who do know what love means who must suffer through gauntlets of innuendo and suspicion and distrust and half-commitments. In the dream, God asked me what He should do about it. He said He was really tired of it all and left the decision completely up to me. I thought long and hard about it…. About lonely single mothers, single parent homes, fatherless children, the state of public education, the homeless, those starving, plagues and diseases of all types. I thought about drugs and alcohol and battered women. And lastly, I thought about all the virtuous women I had met in my life… of how much I truly respect the inherent nature of woman, the beauty that lies within, their ability to love and nurture and bring forth life. I thought about every poem I had ever written. I realized even then that significantly they were all in some way dedicated to the true-hearts that lay troubled, unappreciated by most men, but still beating beneath their breasts. So I asked God to withdraw His breath from every such mean or heartless or abusive and innately stupid soul, be they male or female. I figured women deserved better than their fare thus far. I also figured there would a higher number of men who would be gone than women, but….they deserved it.
When I woke up this morning, the population of the planet was 297,782,331 women and 12 men. I am not sure exactly where they other guys are but I plan on forming a club. There is no discrimination against anyone who might want to join but there are two qualification requirements. You have to know there is no measure to the depth of true-love…and you have to be willing to ask for directions when lost. Even God does at times…although I suspect….He already knew the answer.
