these days looking around the globe one might believe that we are traveling in time
just in the wrong direction
regression as progress seems to be the dominant notion of the day creating wannabes in various disguises populist czars, sultans, nationalists, dictators, assorted self-appointed saviors of their peoples’ wealth and health, trumpeting fences, walls, tough immigration laws, etc., etc. to keep out and silence all those aliens or invade their countries and eliminate them
who otherwise are welcome as our partners in the global trade that seems to dominate the world of greed
so we can all be ourselves
whatever that might mean
claiming to solve the problems of tomorrow with memories of yesterday is not only hopeless but quite dangerous
do you remember what that glorified past actually was?
Apropos the current situation in the Ukraine this 2016 poem is reposted with two additional lines