all in a moment
In the rain swim the blurred, unknown, wandering souls
Faces blank, each to their own care
The sun beats down, another place - different names
Here, a snow-storm howls around a skinned tent
Or there, a lady washes clothes in a filthy stream
In a desert land a man cries over
the body parts of his broken daughter.
Atop his ivory tower a playboy snorts a line
What does he care in his delusion?
A fisherman pulls in the last catch of the day
A soldier neutralises his enemy
A monk worships his golden god
A fireman rescues a choking old man
And all things are known,
and under control.
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