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by Shepherd Nyamhuno | |
Published on: Nov 30, 2007 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=17409 | |
It is difficult to be exact about the day, the exact day when civilisation ended, the day we stopped being members of communities that respected, even cared about each other and the precious world. It was not the day that awful, bossy woman* said "there is no such thing as society, only selfish bastards looking after number one." It was not then. Nor was it the day John Lennon died and so much hope perished on that New York sidewalk with him. Was it one day or perhaps a gradual thing? Did the rich slowly abandon responsibility? the young stop talking to the old? did we each become only the sum of what we own? At the start we did not know the thing we were losing was a great thing. In the end we will understand that we lost everything, the day civilisation came to an end. « return. |