Everyone is going to look at everyone else,
and hold out their hands.
"It's time we stopped
"I'm like you
bone wrapped in muscle, fat wrapped in skin, sweat and dirt and grime,
and, like you, I too
"The time we have is too short to waste
on hate and rancour, too precious to leave till tomorrow
what we should do today.
"Your gods and mine, if there be any, do not thrive on hate and blood and pain and war. And if we
are indeed here for a purpose, it's to know about the universe
and not to hate it
"For hate insults your gods and mine."
The poison of factories
will stop painting the air, the blood of whales will stop
polluting the sea, the land will no longer tremble to the crash of falling forests.
The sun will take back what it had, and the earth
men, women, dinosaur bones, works of art, and SUVs
will be vapourised alike,
The hate will end
Copyright B Purkayastha 2011