International Women’s Day recently passed. It is important to remember those who give birth and nurture life. Educating girls promises an enlightened future of a community. They are the ones who will raise the children.
Yes, I remember it,
the day I’ll die, I broadcast the crimson,
so long ago of that sky, its spread air,
its rushing dyes, and a piece of earth
bleeding, apart from the shore, as we went.
On the day I’ll die, past the guards, and he,
keeper of the world’s last saffron, rowed me
on an island the size of a grave. On
two yards he rowed me into the sunset,
past all pain. On everyone’s lips was news
of my death but only that beloved couplet,
broken, on his:
“If there is a paradise on earth
It is this, it is this, it is this.”
Thank you. I love the visual.
How small a value so many set against a human life. As though dignity is found from killing whereas it really shrivels the vast capability for humanity to the size of a shriveled raisin. When will we learn to put all weapons down and HUG.
That would be an incredible day David.