Practicing from the Heart in the age of Technology - All articles and poems are by Reza Ghadimi, unless otherwise noted.
News that’s sold, swirling
Spinning and whirling, hitting hard
Rotating tentacles of opinions
Views and thoughts.
Do we see the problems only
In our sobriety?
Then relapse, thankful for our levity
Too hard to handle, let it slip away.
Most people just watch and read
Day and night as the world goes by
Sold news, to them, a passing fly
Flew into view and then away.
Wishing that they could do a bit, and
Maybe change something then, but
Maybe is a very big word
In an uncertain world, all told.
For tomorrow, MAYBEs were in yesterday
Perchance, perhaps, and possibly
They’ll return, should there be something to pursue
Till then we’ll promise, next time maybe?