Oh human, made of water
feet on earth but hands in sky
what do you want more?
Scarcity is in mind
Abundance in the world
what do you seek?
Money you created
Plastic you deposited
what to do now?
Oh human, made of water
feet on earth but hands in sky
what do you want more?
Scarcity is in mind
Abundance in the world
what do you seek?
Money you created
Plastic you deposited
what to do now?
suddenly I heard a noise
I hadn’t fallen asleep
it was disturbing so I got up
to see a pigeon trapped
through a window I had left open
I rushed to mend my mistake
pointing the bird to go out but
scared, it hit the closed pane
and sat apart from me, wounded
I was exhausted and sad
I couldn’t do anything to help
it won’t understand my language
I sat down the window, relaxed a bit
try not to move so it could trust me
I know that takes a lot of time
I kept sitting for long but
I couldn’t sleep on the floor
so I got up, that scared it again
further into the house where
I couldn’t open the windows
I remained silent some more
when I slowly closed a door
to make its path easier
I think it still felt suspicious
so I swiftly closed another one
now it went right, not sure it knew
only to sit on the floor, my content
I stopped myself again
as I could feel its comfort
I moved a bit, just to hide myself
I didn’t know if it still trusted me
but when I went to see whether it was ok
it flew back through the right window
and then I closed it…