Everybody’s place

I wrote this on 7th July 2005 (a significant day in London)

Everybody’s place

As Icarus flies
overhead, as wax melts and sunbeams burn,

so too do the brutal
acts burn our own flesh and kin:

is this the world we,
as single soul, must live within?

If even an individual limb becomes torn from our
great body,

so too does each
single limb on our own frame ache, as if each

sinew and tendon
trembles from the wound of a global gash.

As above, so below. And as over there, so here
too.

There is nothing
separate, nothing new.

That which affects
each other affects us all.

The way forward, to transcend, is a global call.

Each thought, step,
sacrifice, gets counted: each atrocity

creates a scar upon
our species face. This is not the place

nor time for such ancient, archaic understandings.

Life is in transition
– our fate is now in position

for a most memorable
move. It is everybody’s place.

15.58

7.7.05

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