Check your breath
Upon the mirror
Brief our days
In space and time.
On ancient temples
Sanskrit verses
Reverberate
On stone and marble
Is writing not
Our breath inscribed
Mediated by
Heart and mind?
Our days are fragile
Like glass baubles
What will you
Leave behind?
More mouths to feed?
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You are a decent person I'm sure but a culture that normalises flights and 10 hour drives to get a dog from another country is absolutely sick. No wonder we are facing climate catastrophe, caused by the super-espoliting West!
Honestly whenever I see the expression, the 'rich West', I see mountains of bodies on every continent, whose life and labour were stolen to enrich the poverty-stricken, disease-laden British and their European cousins, as they ransacked their way around the globe. Which they are still doing. And why we are…
We have been brainwashed by Eurocentirc technology -worshipping mindset to put down people who live closer to nature. In fact they are not backward... we are, for the 'developed' world seeks only to take and take and grow like a cancer, spreading life- pollutants everywhere.
The picture you selected surrounded by the words describing the behaviour of these malignant narcissists , was very thought-provoking, along with your poem and back story. Love your noble intention in sharing your experience and offering the Flower of Hope for a better future!
Many thousands of people in the Global South have been killed over teh past centuries of White Empire, they tried to resist Western corporations backed by Western military often training the local elites placed their by, the Anglo-American Empire and its allies, the Eurokleptocrats.
Respect to the handful ofellow citizens…