With this modern sun,
here at this place, with this attitude,
taking some references.
The collective sensitivity blinks,
chaos or cosmos.
Social depersonalization seeks identity,
People observe while is monitored.
Now I lift up an asymmetric stone.
To feel its edges is like
A deconstructive act in itself
Like slashing a painting
Numerous persistent armed conflicts in the world
When the expected Sabbatical year would take place?
I spot through a gloomy acrylic glass
the rally of millions of starving people
behind insulated cabins, it is less revulsive.
This stone now burns on my hand.