The thickest walls
are within the mind
killing our future
with the promise of
modernity
when our basic needs
are food and sanitation.
These economic
dinosaurs
they live in
extreme materialism,
a house of cards...
What about climate change
killing our future
in the prospects of
the worlds bread basket?
This in itself is
robust enough
to be the truth of
our reality.
everything is mind and the greatest task how is mind liberated? and this question haunts the terrible future if freedom is not acquired when no golden cloth shall be able to clothe forlorn flesh trembling in darkness far from the infinite a wonderful poem
Couldn't agree more. We are living in dark times as far as gloval conciousness is concerned. I work for the Roma people in Europe, who have been slaves and low lifes for 800 years. Good poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we all need/have an agenda. some of us are more transparent about ours.