Sense and Sensitivity

Callous lifestyles
Brutal interactions
Impenetrable carapaces
Lachrymose existences

Bringing to mind
a time when the realms
of gentleness,
love and compassion
never ceased to be

A time when beauty
and generosity
were unrelenting
and there for the taking
A time when life did
not seem such a
tiresome race.

A time when there was
melody and harmony
and the plural will
to live
A time when the sense
of passion
did not override
the sense of being
humane.

A time when we
were responsible
for our every action.
When time stood still
and there were takers


But Alas, our desperation
for success
in this rat race
Has left us starved
of the very sensitivity
we need
to build a better
world today.
2nd January 2007, Monaco
TNHL, Nimo Menon