The Near Horizon
Well, guess what? It's a tightlittle world we inhabit after all,one comprised of a vastmultitude of competing, oftenvery hostile interests and attitudesreflective of the huge diversityin human idiosyncrasies,tribal affiliations, religioussects and their heresies,political ideologies and, ofcourse, the heritage of geographicalcultural imperatives. The world,once so large, and its peoplesdisconnected, now forms animmense supertropolis withinterconnected villages.Complacency does not live hereany more for one cannot anylonger assume physical safetythrough the separation of distance.Threats and danger lurk whereverwe fail to suspect they exist.The local has its internationalflair, for the unstoppable tide ofhuman migration has broughtconflict to parts once foreign,now infiltrated by stealth andincreasingly, my friends, at risk.
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Labels:
Poetry
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment