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Our castles of sand
Most of us
only see the translucent facade of modern civilization, yet the
ugliness of poverty, indebtedness, drug abuse, deviancy,
molestation, broken families etc lies not too far below the
surface.
The reality is that all actions have consequences, which we
cannot be escaped from through our own efforts. In our endeavor
for an ever higher and higher standard of living, we are
destroying everything in life that is worth having: the human
spirit, the family and morality. How long do we think this facade
will remain?
Hands determinedly
digging
through sand, rocks and shells
pounding, pumping and preparing
magnificent mounds of living structure.
Like castles of sand
on a burning beach,
our cities emerge
from lifeless barren soil.
A network of confusion
erupting into violence and hate.
Only the rich can have
the upper windows
that look out and on, away
from the mess their hands
have formed.
The others, stifled
sitting in houses
awaiting death.
Seizing, grasping any kind of joy
that comes their way,
even if their joy claims
that of others.
Stagnated youth, lying helpless at the end of a needle
Stolen innocence of childhood appeasing the lusts of men
Tyrannical credit cards
seizing wealth that does not exist,
pulling people into poverty
in the name of freedom.
Beware! the tide always comes
what we think is permanent, stable and prolonged
disappears in an instant.
Our castles of sand
that cost so much of life and beauty to build,
will one day,
all be washed away.
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