the day we lay to rest <br />our beloved slave <br />with our know how <br />and free him once <br />and for all from <br />all the cruelties <br />we have subjected him to <br /> <br />the slave who has been <br />crying day and night <br />begging for the meaning <br />of his existence <br /> <br />we would be <br />able to spare <br />our consciousness <br />the privilege to be <br />stars and moons <br />heavenly bodies <br /> <br />within this <br />consciousness <br />the living and the <br />non living would carry <br />on our systems <br /> <br />the intelligent ones would start <br />calling us 'Mother Nature' <br /> <br />from there, would start <br />another cycle to liberate slaves<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-nature-15/
