A Paralegal’s Plea for Peace

 

How do we change a system

That’s ruining peoples’ lives?

How do we alter consciousness

And still live in disguise?

 

How do we make what’s wrong more right?

How do we offer hope

To those in litigation

Who’ve seen more than one could cope?

 

How do we give our Moms and Dads

Equal custody if that’s what’s right?

How do we stop the lawsuits

And cease the endless fight?

 

How do we get the courts to hear

That what most need is love,

A listening ear beyond all hope,

And guidance from above?

 

How do we tell our clients

They may not win their case

When their whole life and all they know

Rests within the courtroom’s space?

 

How do we cease outrageous costs

Of $7,000-plus per trial

Just for a courtroom and a judge

To listen for a while?

 

How do I learn to see “you’re me”

That when I file Complaints

That in my heart I’ve I come to know

I create my own restraints?

 

How do we cause us each to wake

And speak from in our hearts

And tell the truth...the honest truth

That will shift us beyond our “smarts?”

 

How many people have to suffer?

How many have to die?

In a system so archaic it’s caused

Many a tear in our loved one’s eye?

 

How do we speed things up in court

To end the great despair...

That humans suffer when in pain

If the legal system doesn’t care?

 

How do we get to freedom

And give our friends in pain relief?

Hopefully the truth lies here below

‘Cause it freed me up beyond belief!

 

Within my heart I’ve come to know

That there’s a bigger game

It’s called “creating peace on earth”

And loving each other the same.

 

I hope there’s more to life and yet

I hope I live that long

To experience the peace we’ve heard

Written in many a song.

 

I also hope there’s more to life

Than living in constant fear

That I’ll sue you and you’ll sue me

‘Cause it’s a practice that we revere.

 

Dear God, forgive our blindness,

Our unconsciousness and more

Please help us as we move through change

To see beyond the door.

 

That in our prayers we can create

The world we want to see

‘Cause in our hearts...deep in our hearts

I need you and you need me.

 

Written by Carol Powell, San Diego, California (May 2001)
[In Honor of Johnny, who was killed riding his bicycle to school the
 Monday after his Dad (our client) won a two-year custody battle in Court...
a case that was so cruel to Johnny’s Mom that it ruined her life forever.]