Tag: culture

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Beautiful Scene, New Delhi Railway Station, New Delhi, India


This is not a place for the faint of culture
Or order
Or hygiene
Or poverty

Nonetheless, they should come

This is not a place for those
Who dislike the crush of a crowd
Who want a fresh coat of paint
Or a breath of fresh air

Nonetheless, they should come

This is not a place for those who believe
That people’s conditions reflect their choices
That there is one right way to live
Or one way to think

Nonetheless, come

This is not the place for them
Because their cherished values
Will be confronted
Every moment of every day

And that is why

You should come

Because this scene is neither
Remarkable nor unusual
It is mundane

Most of the world’s people
Your brothers and sisters
Live out their lives
In scenes like this one

Or what you would consider to be
Much much worse

Scenes which appear

But if you don’t come
If you don’t spend quality time
With your human family
In their homes
You may never learn

The true beauty of this scene
And all the people in it

Nonetheless, they deserve better

From those of us
Who assume we have better
Because we are better

In no small measure
We have better
Because we’ve bettered them
But are superior in no other way

Than an accident of natal geography

It’s easier to see that
If you come

So if you are enabled
By conditions of privilege
To travel internationally
Privilege built in part on their poverty

You should come

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Looking Back, Random Train Platform, Delhi to Agra Express, Uttar Pradesh, India copy

Peering Back

I observe the world
People, structures, nature
Though people most of all

I peer into their world
Try to understand what they see
How they see it

It helps me see
The nuance in my own world
In my own perception

Every now and again
I notice people
Peering back at me

A moment most illuminating
As it reminds me
Look at yourself, through their eyes

And so, I wonder
What do they see?
How do they see me?

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Tug and Barge at Sunset, The Strait of Georgia, BC Ferry, Nanaimo to Horseshoe Bay, British Columbia, Canada

Take me home, now, wayward road

Take me home, now
Wayward road
I’ve set the course
For hearth and friends
Who knew me well
‘Fore all that changed
In the lands beyond
Our common sense

But changed have I
Beyond a scope
I can explain
No people of
This world the same
Yet all alike
In ways I’ve seen
Which never learned
From books or schools
But only when
I took the road
And spanned the gap
In time and place
To meet them in
The worlds they’ve made
Sat at their hearth
And listened, then