We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Since this war began I don't think I have written many war poems, a pity. I don''t like the combination of absurdity and atrocity. How a war starts one morning with your week or month already smashed of good patterns expected to nourish life. Hardest of all is when a best friend is Russian and I side against the Russians. That is truly difficult.
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We live on a big rock just like Mars The stuff on the rock is not only hazy But is hazy as the substance power Of the things around u...