Sweetheart, the earth is getting cold
we have to do something
take ourselves by the hand
The guides walk away
in different directions
guided by the wishes
of their followers, that's how
it always goes, whatever you think of it
If only there were guardian angels
with power, not the writers
who meet in this café
no, a Guardian Council
for presidents and scholars
who want to unload graphite powder
on the north pole, throw atomic bombs
upon it, or build a dam
in the Bering Strait, with pumps
on peaceful nuclear energy
finishing the job
Yet... all of us, we
must do it ourselves, guard each other
with wings of compassion and reason
Against the cooling of the earth:
Petr Borisov in 1956: dam with pumps
Petr Borisov in 1958: graphite powder
Julian Huxley in 1945: atomic bombs
Café De Engelbewaarder in Amsterdam
Collection "The drama"