How Does It Matter To Me? Poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
How Does It Matter To Me?
Ice on the moon and life on the mars
Big bang or something else originated the universe
It is pre-biotic, chemical, biochemical evolution
That has preceded the species evolution
All this is the food for thought of the intellectuals;
I am the species which will be alive for sixty to seventy years maximum
Food, clothing and shelter are my requirements minimum
Fresh air to breathe, clean water to drink and enjoy food
And participate in reproducing activities,
Are my primary and preliminary needs;
Many do not seem to bother about this
How does it matter to me all the intellectual debates
When my minimum needs are not on the radar
Of the ‘aviation’ experts of the nations
Simple and wise thought shows the way out of the mess in the world!
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4/30/2024 10:43:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Exactly right. You know when young I was actually foolishness or rather dreamy enough to imagine there might be a slim chance of going up and visiting one of those rocks though I might have to live past a hundred to go to Venus, someplace with maybe plants on it like we have here, only different. It seems, however, that the actual worth is all in the metals and minerals which is hardly worth anyone's time who is not directly involved. No, our glory appears to be right here on earth and beyond, deep in our own minds. Especially, for the spiritual and poetic.