You expect me to embrace the cities of this world
    that are made up of cement, concrete and brick
    To embrace them in a truth that they are more
    important to my mortal's being than a forest filled
    with magnanimous trees, a vast desert or a beautiful
    blue ocean
To embrace them as if their beauty were more mystical
    and magical than the glorious gifts that Mother Gaia
    so generously bestows upon us
Before you ask this of me, I ask you to look out
    your window
    I ask you to see and feel the flowers, touch the bushes,
    hug the trees, listen to the birds sing, watch the
    butterflies fly, feel their life that courses through
    their veins
Can you see and feel how cold and lifeless your life would be
    without these flowers, trees, bushes, butterflies and birds
    in your everyday earthly existence
Can you see and feel now how much beauty they truly behold
    and how much they give to your earthly existence
Even if you still can't see and feel their true beauty or
    true value in this world, and even if you told me not
    to embrace them in their true beauty, I would still
    embrace them in their true beauty and ignore
    your false malaise
For Gaia's gifts are above all and in all,
    and no one could ever convince me otherwise

You expect my eyes to see the superlative skyscrapers
As more beautiful than the earth's mighty mountains that
    reach up to the sky with their heavenly peaks
    that can hold us all in their arms with beauty's embrace
Well then I should tell you, so you don't think otherwise,
    that when I look at the great mountains of this world like
                  Mt. Orizaba in Mexico
                  Mt. Elbrus in Russia
                  Mt. Fuji in Japan
                  Mt. Tamalpais in California
                  Mt. Kailash in Tibet
                  Mt. Kilimanjaro in Africa
I get a feeling of true awe and mystification that is
    beyond mere word's description
So do not ask such a foolish thing of me, for I would rather
    go blind before this untruth could ever have time
    to set in my eyes sight

You expect me to sit idly by while corporations poison
    the waters with their wasteful excrement
Sit idly by as they poison the waters
    that are the lifeblood of the earth and us
The lifeblood that flows through our life in the forms
    of creeks, lakes, rivers, oceans and other
    wondrous bodies of water that link together the
    earth's regions, like the blood that links us together
Do not ask of me such stupidity
    nor ask of me to accept such stupidity
But do accept, that as a denizen of this earth,
    That I will ask the following of you
    For you to stop putting your chemical wastes into the
    waters and to stop poisoning them beyond retrieval of
    their once pristine state
So that we can once again have their waters as pure as
    they were at the begin of time

You expect me to see zoos as a wonderful place
    for animals to live
Places where they are caged in a limited space
    to be fed at your will
    When it is not your true will of call at all on
    the matters of where they should live or when
    or what they should eat
So I will ask of you this, I will ask you to look
    into the caged animal's eyes and tell me what you see
Do you now see as I see, see the difference from their
    lifeless stares that come out of them from behind
    the bars of their cage, compared to the alive look
    in the wild one's eyes of their brothers and sisters
    who run wild and free on this earth
Do you now see as I see, that by placing them in a cage
    and taking them out of their natural habitat and rhythms,
    that you are slowly killing them
Killing them in that cold and heartless cage that they
    did not ask to be placed in to be put on public display
    and amusement for us humans to effortlessly enjoy
    whenever we want
Do not ask this of me, to callously come into your way
    of thinking
    Your way of thinking that sees the animals who walk
    on this earth as a life of lesser importance than
    you or I

You expect me to nonchalantly accept that it's okay for
    you to run a sweatshop and employ people like slaves
    with no soul, in the atrocious fashion that Nike does
Who employ people with their slave labor that encompasses
    wages that could not even feed one person on a nutritional
    daily basis and a schedule that breaks their back and spirit
    in two, leaving them to feel less than what they really are
You expect me to buy these products that are made off of the
    blood, sweat and tears of my broken brothers and sisters
    backs
Do not foolishly ask this of me
Do not foolishly ask of me to embrace in my mind the
    epitome of stupidity that you hold in your mind's
    untruth that we are not all created equally
Do not foolishly ask of me to see any of my sisters
    or brothers that walk upon this earth,
    as less than I or you are
Because I am deeply embedded in the wise truth that
    we are all created equal and that it is your
    inadequate feeling as human beings that cause
    you to run your workplace in such an appalling manner

You expect me as a woman to sit quietly under the
    patriarchal ways that have been imbedded into our present
    way of thinking
You expect me as a woman to repress my sexuality in an
    acquiescent manner rather than express it in it's true
    passionate ways that emit from my sexual being
You expect me as a woman to lie down and subordinately
    accept lower wages for the same work you do as a man,
    rather than fight for equal dollars for equal work
Do not, because as a woman of this world, I will not sit
    quietly by and accept the present inequality of the
    sexes that has been bestowed upon me without my consent
    of being
But do expect me to accept that like you, as a woman in
    this world, I too I am entitled to a life of freedom to
    equally pursue my dreams as I wish, in this world where
    all were created equally - both women and men
    Because, as a woman, this I can accept


by savvy-11/19/2000...



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