Sailing with Contrary Winds

 

 

Sounds kind of funny

A poem with this title

But what it highlights about today

Is particularly vital.

 

Let us go back in time

When vessels needed the wind

And no wind or too much

Made the situation grim.

 

No matter how the mariners

Adjusted their ship’s sail,

When there was no wind or too much

It was to no avail.

 

 

Oft they were forced to sail

With the prevailing contrary wind

For they had absolutely no choice

But to follow its trend.

 

Oft their destination would be

A destination unplanned

When contrary winds took the ship

Out of the helmsman’s hand.

 

It could be worse too

As happened on occasion

When that vessel would be wrecked,

The rocks being the villain.

 

All of life and living

Is about sailing our life’s ship

And every man in his time

Is prone to slip.

 

Even countries, as we know,

Are called ships of state

And the leadership of the same

Tries to determine their fate.

 

Here of late I have observed

Contrary winds are the trend

And many identify with trouble

And its inevitable end.

 

Contrariness to God’s law

For human civilization

And legalizing ungodly practices

That lead to destruction.

 

Calling evil good

And good evil,

And changing the goal posts

As engineered by the Devil.

 

Confusing young minds

As to what is wrong and right

And many adults too,

What a horrible plight!

 

 

Sailing with contrary winds

And enjoying the thrill,

And of the most abominable sins

Having their fill.

 

Changing God’s gender

From He to a neutrality

As if to say, “We are our own gods,

We are the Almighty!”

 

At the centre of this vice

Is the LGBTQ plus

Gaining critical mass rapidly

From its militant thrust.

 

Building great support

From those for, and the neutrals:

Apathy becoming a way of life

For many, many people.

 

“Why bother about it?

It does not affect me,

They live their life, I live mine

And that’s great, absolutely!”

 

A gender for everyone

With some left over

Just in case none of these fits

One can choose another.

 

“Vice is nice”!

This caption is being lived out

With ships headed for the rocks-

Only the silly in doubt.

 

 

For only the silly

Tries to change God’s template

 For human continuity

And think that’s great.

 

I don’t care how great,

Man will only create strife,

He surely cannot change one’s sex

Or create a single life.

 

Who puts a loaded gun

In the hands of an infant child?

Only the evil, the uncaring

And the most defiled.

 

Similarly, I beg you,

To examine our world

And take note that brilliant minds

Are now the most absurd.

 

Trans-women and men

Can live together

But cannot produce offspring

Like male and female gender.

 

Two men can cohabit

But only for the fun,

No offspring will be forthcoming

Absolutely none.

 

Two women can excite

With their power of touch

But will produce no new life

Not even a cell as much.

 

All sperm and no egg

Makes for no girl or boy

And all eggs and no sperm

Brings no bundle of joy.

 

 

Contrary winds, as I see it,

Will drive humanity on the rocks,

A wreck of unforeseen proportions

Removing all moral props.

 

And the rich building bunkers

Will in no way help

For the contaminated fallout

Will be in every home felt.

 

Of course, I have no doubt,

Man can go so far and no further

For God is in absolute control

And there’s not another.

 

For whether one believes

There is a God or not,

Almighty God is in ultimate control

Of this world’s lot.

 

So, while it may seem

He does not care in the slightest,

There’s nothing, absolutely nothing

That His roving eyes miss.

 

 

His eyes are everywhere

Beholding the good and bad

Whether it is the LGBTQ Plus

Or simply BGLAD.

 

Beware of contrary winds,

Don’t be caught in their path

For they promise severe fallout

And an unhappy aftermath.

 

Sail against, not with, I plead,

Against contrary winds, I mean,

Like the salmon, God grants the skill

To conquer rapids and sail up stream.

 

Just imagine what’s up ahead

Considering what’s happening now,

I shudder and you should too-

Did I hear you say WOW?

 

Stewart Russell © February 11, 2023