We all have our reasons

We all have our reasons

We all have our reasons!

In the twilight of passion

They always make sense.

In the lucidity of day

They are revealed

As what they really are.

We all have our reasons

But

Rarely do they make sense!

Opher – 28.4.2024

The world is run by hormones not intellectual reason. We are powered by greed and lust for power. If there was intelligence behind governing we would not have countries, religions, nations, wars, inequality and starvation.

If we were run by intelligence the massive sums put into developing machinery designed to kill would be used to solve the world’s problems. In a world run by intelligence there would be no war, no poverty, no misogyny, no racism and no superstitious nonsense.

But we are tribal.

We blindly align ourselves to gods, to leaders, to ideologies, to patriotism, nationalism and destructive ideas. We create us and them out of nothing. We create fear, hatred and discrimination.

Our passions create monsters, unleash nightmares and cause great waves of death and destruction.

We all have our reasons.

Poetry – Billions

Billions

Billions of eggs on the conveyor belt waiting to be slotted.

Billions of sheep standing in line waiting to be garrotted.

Billions of babies in billions of arms smiling up at mum.

Billions of toilets being flushed, creating oceans of scum.

Billions of acres cleared today in order to fill many a gut.

Billions of calves and goats waiting for throats to be cut.

Billions of trees will hit the ground as a billion acres are cleared.

Billions of teeth will chew today as a billion steaks are seared.

Billions of houses are being built to house billions of people.

Billions of prayers rise from mosque, synagogue and steeple.

Billions of insects die today as billions of fields are sprayed.

Billions of swifts have nothing to eat as survival chances fade.

Billions of years of life are being threatened by global warming

Billions of businessmen continue to simply ignore the warning.

Billions of tons of methane are farted from billions of cows.

While billions of politicians arrogantly take their bows.

Billions of reasons, billions of deaths, billions in agony,

While billions of stupid trinkets are sold to you and me!

There are a billion good reasons for us to change our way –

Perhaps reduce the number of eggs we fertilise today!

Opher – 21.8.2019

I woke up this morning with this poem bouncing round my head. There were hundreds of lines but I could only remember some.

Everything has an effect.

Every mouth has to be fed.

For every new human, animals die and trees are felled.

A finite planet has finite resources and space.

8 billion people require a lot of land.

8 billion people kill a lot of creatures – just by existing.

5 billion years of evolution created a rich sustaining ecosystem

A few centuries of human greed can destroy trillions of lives and bring an end to the all that miraculous evolution.

All life is remarkable.

All life should be respected and cherished.

We share this planet with the most amazing plants and creatures.

Our numbers are destroying life at an alarming rate.

We are a catastrophe.

It is time we took action to reduce our numbers.

Greed will kill the world!!

An intelligent race would organise things a lot better, wouldn’t they?

Poetry – It Takes Billions

It Takes Billions

Billions – it takes billions.

5 Billion to evolve,

8 Billion to destroy,

How many Billion to put right?

Billions – it takes Billions.

First you have to wake right up.

First you have to realise.

First you have to value it.

First you want to try.

Billions – it takes billions.

5 Billion to evolve,

8 Billion to destroy,

How many Billion to put right?

Billions – it takes Billions.

If 8 Billion were to become 4

There wouldn’t be a problem

Any more.

Opher 13.4.2018

There are 8 billion of us sharing this lifeboat of a planet with all the myriad types of life. 8 billion of us taking up room, killing, flattening, cultivating, building, taming, simplifying, reducing and eradicating.

The effect is dramatic.

The teeming masses of which we are part, from which we came, from which we draw our sustenance are being reduced by the minute.

5 billion years of evolution, slow step by step, is being undone in mere decades.

But if 8 billion was trimmed to 4 then we could all have room to live in harmony and all of us would be winners. We would all have our lives enriched.

Poetry – No Time To Cry

No Time To Cry

In this plastic world of phony toys

Pink fairy dresses and guns for the boys.

With concrete monuments into the sky,

Artificial lawns – there is no time to cry.

We’re told we’re all worth it

As they batter us with goods

That you can all be king

In your neighbourhoods.

You can join the army

Be sent abroad to die

But they’ll distract you from asking

So you never question why.

In this plastic world of phony toys

Pink fairy dresses and guns for the boys.

With concrete monuments into the sky,

Artificial lawns – there is no time to cry.

In this meaningless sterility

You can fester away

Counting the days

To your next pay day.

In a pointless existence

You can drink yourself to death.

As long as you don’t question

Why you’re drawing your breath.

In this plastic world of phony toys

Pink fairy dresses and guns for the boys.

With concrete monuments into the sky,

Artificial lawns – there is no time to cry.

They’ll send you to the mosque

To be brainwashed and filled

With stories of afterlives

With dreams all fulfilled.

But the reality is

That we’re all being used.

It’s all power and money

As the world is abused.

In this plastic world of phony toys

Pink fairy dresses and guns for the boys.

With concrete monuments into the sky,

Artificial lawns – there is no time to cry.

Opher – 25.3.2021

As the whole world is dismantled day by day, and we are manipulated and controlled by lying politicians and religious leaders, the future is looking bleak.

The power resides in those with the wealth and power. They promise us the earth and an afterlife in order to keep us buying so they can become ever richer!

The whole world is a playground for some and hell for others.

The natural world is being decimated for short-term gain creating a plastic universe and barren deserts.

It is some future they offer us.

In a world full of trivia there is no place for real emotions.

Poetry – ALL FUCKED

ALL FUCKED

Gorillas, whales and baby seals

Rhinos, Elephants and quail

Defiant in the undergrowth

We have blasted them to hell

Forests, land and water

Air, us and sea swell

A job that’s well worth doing

For the pleasure or the sell

Caged, tortured, maimed

Hunted, poked, impaled

Badgered to extinction

Even bugs are not doing well

Why take the time to do it slow

Why not get it over quick?

Put life out of its misery

Kill the planet

Don’t leave it sick!

Opher 16.10.98

As a child I climbed the trees, paddled in the ponds and streams and lost myself in the world of nature.

The jam-jars were full of newts and tadpoles. A pit down the garden teemed with frogs, toads, snakes and slow-worms.

There were aquaria of caterpillars and all the mice, guinea pigs and rabbits a boy could love.

Somewhere across the seas I knew there were jungles teeming with gorillas, tigers and rhinos. All I knew back then was that I wanted to be living in among them.

Between now and then the world has changed. Pesticides have robbed the ditches and ponds of amphibians, tarmac has stolen the grass-snakes homes and insecticides have thinned the butterflies to a scant flurry.

Across the seas it is even worse as the jungles are systematically chopped, animals hacked and driven away and nature is on the run.

The cruelty, thoughtlessness and suffering distress me. We are creating a plastic planet with no room left for the creatures I adore.

The 7 billion of us cannot even leave room for 500 tigers.

The future looks horrifying. There are times when you think – ‘Just get it over with!’

Donald Trump’s refusal to back Third World contraception programmes yet another travesty!!

The orange ape has dealt yet another blow to the environment and mankind. He really is an imbecile who does not care about nature, poverty, the third world or human misery. He seems intent on his narrow arrogant path.

Pulling out of the Paris agreement was the act of a lunatic. It means that the USA, instead of setting an example, is leading the world in polluting and irresponsible destruction of nature. He doesn’t give a hoot about climate warming or the effects of his pollution on nature. Like all climate warming deniers and deniers of the damage we are doing to nature, he simply ascribes it to ‘fake news’.

In the Third World women are suffering the life drudgery of multiple births. Not only is this bad for their health and economic situation, it is terrible for the environment. The world population is soaring, the environment is being trashed, poverty is destroying lives. Millions of babies live in filth and neglect. The situation is dire and is fuelling war and mass migration. Women have no control over their fertility.

Instead of dealing with poverty, migration and war at its source, by enabling these women to seize control of their fertility and reduce the size of their families, Trump is gleefully walking away from the problem and consigning millions to lives of misery and more pollution and environmental destruction.

The man makes me want to puke.