What future?
The world trembles at the terrible mess
We have made of it.
Wars and greed hold up one end,
Anger and fear the other.
In the center, violence upon violence is the norm.
No place we look is there escape from destruction.
People and animals and nature are cut into separate boxes,
We are allowed to tick off only one,
Then sacrifice the rest on the altar of profit.
What is to be done?
If I cried anymore for the future, a sea would form and
I could sail a ship straight into my Mother´s arms
And hold on until my sadness vanished.
Oh, namo amida butsu!


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