1 week ago
Monday, 23 February 2009
Reading the morning papers, as I usually do, I was inspired by an article which spoke of a community orchard which has been sown in a Godforsaken land nearby the railroad tracks in Caballito. I personally found it a delightful idea, seeming to me a preposterous thing to have land left scattered, without it being tended and made fruitful. Apparently, the neighbours find it utterly offensive that people can turn an awful space into a haven and have asked the city government to get rid of it.
Your Lady supports this venture, and wishes for many more to come. This little poem is dedicated to those who brought green hope to this world, while I drink some tea made by assorted blends of herbs from the Cordoba Sierras.
The gorgeous butterfly image was taken at the Huerta Orgázmika and is a clear proof that their deeds are good and necessary. More power to them!
Why should we share?
There is not enough
Why should they enjoy the sunshine?
We spend every day
Enslaved in our caves.
Why should they be happy?
When I’m weary and sad all day,
Why should we endure in the city
That foul little piece of dirt?
When I never touched the soil,
And I never grew a plant,
And have no respect for life
But my own.
They say, they say, they say!
But most of them are afraid
Of the freedom and the purity
That little piece of land nobody wanted
Publicado por Lady Astor en 18:00