Hope Part 1

Hope
although the I-pods and computer corrode the souls of our children.
Hope
though fully pumped with hormones instead of being reinforced with real vitamins.
Hope
that in the future still a star can be seen in the evening sky.
Hope
that the crescent moonlight will continue to delight us.
Hope
to dance with the yellow autumn leaves.
Hope
to whisper poems in the ear of my lover.
Hope
that the boat of life still is carrying us humans further and not a crazy driven zombie explodes the blue planet in the air.
Hope
that instead of hatred, jealousy, envy and greed love will reign in our hearts.
Hope,
that the animal human gets rid of its arrogance.
Hope
that like the american indians we remind that animals and plants are our sisters and brothers.
Hope
that we are able to develop our consciousness and the so following created acts.
Hope
that our capacity to celebrate life, will be revealed again.
If we kill them brutally, we prepare our lives to an end.
Wake up, let us wake up, women and men!
There is still time!
We can still resist to become deaded/unaestheized souls by machines, who dedicate their life-time to be jammed in front of screens surrounded bey the fog of blindness.
Enslaved without feeling it.
Obeying machines or the underlying power monsters.

Do we still see?
Do we still think/reflect?
Do we still feel?

they are chaining us?
Let us wake up!