The pain is high but there is no epidural.
The baby we are giving birth to
is a golden child who has
enough teats for us all to suckle.
Sometimes, everything collapsing is not a bad thing.
especially when you have prior warning.
The new to come will be so much better and simpler
than the beast we are now used to,
which alienates everything in its path
us from each other,
us from our best,
us from the earth,
the poor from their share.
There is no epidural, but the clear-headed pethidine
is hope. Its bubbles are so wide I can lie flat out and fly
right up to the ceiling and see
the whole of the world.
~ ~ ~
(Inspired by Ted Trainer's The Transition to a Sustainable and Just World)
|Espiritu de Mexico by Alberto Thirion (CC)|