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All we have is our intuition—and one another
A poem about the earthquake that hit humanity (and what saved it)
When the Internet came—
There was a groundswell of enthusiasm
About connection.
But then, there was a rumble—
A roar—
And the earthquake that hit humanity.
In a short time‚
Cracks and crevices became canyons.
All this closeness was too much.
Like a rushed marriage of 4.57 billion people—
A consciousness orgy of untameable passion—
We crumbled.
In the midst of confusion, chaos and collective trauma—
Our hearts suffered from this onslaught of intimacy.
And logic was in no shape to save us.
The fault lines of our dogmas and our DNA
Were drawn in the sand.
Fixed, futile, fuming, ferocious differences arose.
Political pedantry sought refuge
In growls, guns and gangs.
Racial tensions rose like tidal waves
Engulfing people—
Flinging them around—
Until they were shaken to the core.
