Rights
We build them up
With fine filigree
As the wind blows them away.
Freedom and liberty
Are the delicate flowers
Of a long cultivation.
We tend the blossoms,
Feed the roots with hope,
But the drought comes
And the desiccated leaves fall.
Out of the long winter
Will come a new spring!
Opher 30.10.2018
We never seem to learn the lessons of history. We never seem to free ourselves of the mentality to destroy. We never seem to break the selfishness and greed. That is why the fascists are marching again, why the fascists are being elected, why rights are trampled under tribal boots.
But they will come again.
We are trapped within the cycle of our own stupidity.
Rights
We build them up
With fine filigree
As the wind blows them away.
Freedom and liberty
Are the delicate flowers
Of a long cultivation.
We tend the blossoms,
Feed the roots with hope,
But the drought comes
And the desiccated leaves fall.
Out of the long winter
Will come a new spring!
Opher 30.10.2018
We never seem to learn the lessons of history. We never seem to free ourselves of the mentality to destroy. We never seem to break the selfishness and greed. That is why the fascists are marching again, why the fascists are being elected, why rights are trampled under tribal boots.
But they will come again.
We are trapped within the cycle of our own stupidity.