The Separation of the Clans
There is the other half of the sixties
revolution.
There is the human being that gets
a rush out of destroying human life and property for a rush.
We all remember the rush we got
as children when we made the great tackle, the twist and the pin on the
mat.
Now some of the class of sixty
really feels that destruction of the environment will eventfully lead to
the fall of society.
Where is the whole, the freedom to walk on this planet in peace?
Somehow the planet got separated into clans
Some are at war
Some are swaying our opinions toward
the upheaval of our society.
To them Jesus is a religious icon.
To them Gandhi has lost all meaning
and
Martin Luther King is just a symbol
on our Holiday chart.
I turn my body toward the sun and
gather its warmth.
Perhaps I could raise my hands
and feel the welcomed rays of light.
As I am there is a space.
There is a space that I occupy that is surrounded in peace.
The peaceful being has always been there.
The human condition is always searching
for a peaceful state that has always been there.
We are always gathering evidence
of that peaceful existence.
Sometimes life slips us a peek.
For some of us it is and old habit.
We just ask and we receive.
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