By Lilith Rocha
What if that teenage junkie is
Tara, madonna of compassion.
The bastard who discards you like garbage
Krishna, most devoted love god.
Those murderers your teachers
This barking dog your wakeup call
That fascist your best friend.
What if this world broke open every second
like a smashed egg live and dying
blossoming into bursting galaxies
throbbing with trembling tenderness
at every breakfast table.
Seek Truth By Carolanne Wright
Good Eye Photo Alex White
Life…….
Night and day
This and that
Now and then
here and there
Up and down
Me and you,
Round and square
Something and Nothing….
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…Vijaya
