what happens to the blossoms without bees
still the prairies are multicoloured!
Can you imagine flowers without butterflies,
the meadows yet are still green!
when do we learn, to live without insecticide
and with the natural abundance?
when do we learn, to rule the world,
without weapons and fight only with ‘words’?
though even words can hurt;
however these wounds are invisible!
Imelda Senn
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