keskiviikko 13. syyskuuta 2023

ON THE TWO HUNDREDTH AND FIFTY-THIRD DAY OF THE YEAR

In the midst of cascading computer
problems I suddenly remember a man
from Libya being carried by fast
brown flood-waters. I doubt he
made it. Perhaps ten thousand
dead. Ten thousand dead after
thirteen years of warfare.

And there was I, exasperated
by Device Manager and
an unknown USB device,
yet safe and sound, not
being carried to my death
by brown waters among
thousands of innocent people,
sacrificed to the fossil
fuel industry's greed.

13.09.2023


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