The Clamor

The center of all, we cannot be.

Rather, one small piece in the grand scheme.

There is no room for selfish greed,

yet entitled air chokes our breath.

Watch where you walk,

consider those beneath.

They cry for a choice,

a chance to be free

Voices rise, the din roars.

What is said? No one can hear.

Endless struggle leads to false belief.

Instead of joining together,

we scatter, afraid to speak. 

Ai Weiwei, “He Xie” (2010), 3,200 porcelain crabs

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Photo captured at an exhibit entitled, “Ai Weiwei: According to What?” (2013)

Words by c.b.w. (2013)

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c.b.w. 2013

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