THY KINGDOM COME
Satur Sulit
comforts, tranquility, good times…
these are the pleasures that make life worthwhile
…and victories…
we must succeed against all odds
that is the cost.
Satur Sulit
comforts, tranquility, good times…
these are the pleasures that make life worthwhile
…and victories…
we must succeed against all odds
that is the cost.
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
Satur Sulit
if the poor inherit earth
and the rich inherit heaven
what great justice it is
when it proves to be
no heaven at all
Satur Sulit
Can we ever be happy that
we have done enough?
Is there more we can do?
Should we do more?Is there inherent value
in what we believe in?
Is the world truly better now
so far as we know?What do we really know
of what is, or was, or will be?
How do we know it?
How do we know it isn’t so?What is worth knowing?
How do we decide it?
What is truth and what is not?
Is a half truth better than a lie?Why do we even try?
What success do we expect?
Why does it matter?
Does anyone know?Where does it lead?
Is anyone in charge?
Isn’t it a wonder
how we’ve gotten this far?