men are like matches one scrape away from the next catastrophe women have been putting out their fires for as long as anyone can remember but enough is enough and women finally said let it burn let them see the seeds they’ve planted come to fruition so women stopped saving the world and instead they stood back and watched as the fire danced around them but unlike men women were no strangers to the flame and as the world burned and the women chanted the screams of men fell upon deaf ears
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Sadly, more and more fires are lit everyday… Damn it…
“Where have all the flowers gone…”
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Indeed. Where have they gone. Pulled out by the roots by heartless governments how think dead bodies are simply numbers to be counted.
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“Cannon fodder” I guess would be the right term in English…
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I only wish some men didn’t grab women from the sidelines to burn with them
Great write, Gi!
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Me too. Thank you. XXOO
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The world is on fire, literally and figuratively. [I, too, have been inexplicably angrier over the last couple of years and sometimes dread that I may someday leave this world that way.] Collectively, we humans are hopelessly prone to the politics of scale and differences, both real and perceived, especially those involving color, nationality, race and religion.
It’s quite plausible that if the world’s population was somehow reduced to just a few city blocks of seemingly similar residents, there’d sooner or later be some form of notable inter-neighborhood hostilities.
Still, from within ourselves we, as individuals, can resist flawed yet normalized human/societal nature thus behavior.
Perhaps somewhat relevant to this are the words of the long-deceased [1984] American sociologist Stanley Milgram, of Obedience Experiments fame/infamy: “It may be that we are puppets — puppets controlled by the strings of society. But at least we are puppets with perception, with awareness. And perhaps our awareness is the first step to our liberation.”
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