Fukushima
We live, we die
we love, we cry,
we laugh, we scour,
we struggle and triumph
hour by hour.
For what’s it all about?
This colourful interplay
on the earth’s vibrant floor?
Is it all for nought?
Or all to sing praise
as we ought?
The ripples in Japan
I cannot contain …
I wonder what to do …
What or where is my aim?
How do I help this world
that’s so obviously in pain?
In Pain.
The music of life
seems to calm down the strife,
the dance through the spheres
seems to soften our fears;
though I wail for the children
~ the future unsure ~
Nuclear leakage abounds
Let me take them
take them
take them underground.
It’s all an illusion
but this dark pollution
underscores the very preciousness
of life.
Fly me away
to the planets I know
that are still intact,
for me to gather the seed,
come home and proceed
to sow the seed anew.
For the Chief said
what befalls the earth befalls us;
and I feel our earth crying,
I feel our earth dying
under the weight of our greed, our ignorance,
our staunch creeds.
Our earth she sighs
as in our arrogance we blunder on,
heeding none
but the isolated desires of our own
wayward songs.
I pray for New Beginnings.
Give us New Beginnings …
We call for a reset,
another chance to love,
to know and act the truth
that we are One.
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