on the occasion of copenhagen:
Satur Sulit
s-l-o-w
is the world we are born into,
the universe takes its time,
taking pleasure
in its states of equilibrium,
bearing life.
now man, its own, its favored child,
his engines roaring
sends it hurtling
into untested futures
of catastrophe and destruction.
the word is out:
if there is an end of the world
it will be man-made
And now the talks at Copenhagen has not really yielded for humanity a clear direction. Greed still grips all nations.
“his engines roaring
sends it hurtling
into untested futures
of catastrophe and destruction.
the word is out:
if there is an end of the world
it will be man-made”