When i saw Palestinian mothers
Cried for their dead babies,
Killed by air strikes
My heart burned by the fire of pain.
But i see no pain,
In the eyes of Arab world.
Like their life has no value
In the world of dead humanity.
To save their own land
......
They reside on the other side of the city
They bathe in the quiet and still fertility
They own yard-keepers and docile servants
Dogs, cats, hyenas and precious plants.
They breathe the camphorated air like us
Swallow the transparent and abominable dust
Cross over and fall in the muddy rivers like saints
Like our siblings living under the tiny tents.
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"I am because we are," a truth profound,
In Ubuntu's philosophy, our humanity's found.
Our shared existence, interconnectedness so strong,
In unity we thrive, together we belong.
To be truly human, the first maxim shows,
Recognize others' worth, let empathy flow.
In others, our mirror, humanity reflected,
Respectful relations bloom, connections perfected.
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There will come a day when the last original idea is birthed
An immaculate conception
Unlike so many others in it’s time
It is a beautiful thing that needs space to grow
And it sings like no bird before it
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In the end!
After humanity has caught the last fish, after they dug up all that is left, after they cut down the last tree, and drank the last drop of clean water, only then will human beings see the devastation of their activities.
Our tears will not be enough
to hydrate and grow what we
reap and sow.
Only giving and forgiving ourselves will stop this disaster that is humanity.
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Tine slips into my hand
Like a bottle thrown out to thr sea
With a message that life is worth it
And with you, I'll be brave to shield us
From those who hate
With the words of kindness
And outpouring of love that we overlooked
For sometimes, we fail to remember
That we are human
And for that reason, we are prone to mistakes
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Our rejoicing season is glad to have arrived
Lilacs and water lilies are all around in time.
The autumn has begun
As it seems, but the sun behind the distant cloud hides his tears
In guise of fallen dreams.
Oh, it has been a marvelous season!
For the butterflies to soar and sing the past years summer songs.
Despite, the drenching rain the sparrows are fluttering away in the wind.
I, stand here to witness the little ducklings running to the bossom of their mothers.
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Unthinkable moments of radon decay
Ratcheted by powerful inhibitions of examiners
An unquenchable thirst for power
Necessitated by humanities conflict with regression
Insolent of other existents
Unaffected ones destroy for their search
Marring the desolate with sickness
Intending opportunity not
it took me a while,
to realize that i will be free when
an aborigines or a native tribe
accept me
to live with them as long as they permit,
ii will bring with me nothing
from other worlds,
no alexa and alexis,
no bribes, and extremes vibes.
no wit and no civilized outfit.
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When i saw Palestinian mothers
Cried for their dead babies,
Killed by air strikes
My heart burned by the fire of pain.
But i see no pain,
In the eyes of Arab world.
Like their life has no value
In the world of dead humanity.
To save their own land
......