Look at the vast amount of people
the rivers of living blood still radiant inside their bodies
so beautiful like the oxygen in the flowers that protect them out side this city
colorful like their own eyes looking straight to victory from each and every spot
as your everyday lovers
on this
and every main square built on each great city around the globe,
Yes they are lovers too !
There is one voice among all of them that belong to all of us,
The wind is the ship just like the pollen making life possible
The grass is green
and the land is full of it's softness
the rain is pouring and the land is full of grass
The sun is radiant and the land is full of grass
They are shouting and the land is full of grass
They are sad
and the land is drying fast
listen clearly and the wind is passing by
save them quickly
and your life will soon come back.
by The Shortfellow
In the train from Philadelphia to New York City, "thinking about Thailand and The Philippines, The American Indians and Guerrero after the flood."
25/11/13
