Rethinking Civilisation
Art Harun
Guest writer, Yeo Yang Poh, meditates on the "civilisation" and progress of mankind and came out not too impressed.*
I have to know
If there is God, or karma
Is Life a string of random mishaps
Or a laborious web of scripted dramas
I cannot tell
If anyone will be waiting
At that last stop of our turbulent Odyssey
But I sense the magic in the forests buried deep
And hear the mystic music of the dewdrops’ perish
Thence I know: the unspoken words that I must keep.
For in waking moments I’m mostly blind
Revelation flickers only in my troubled sleep
And for one brief moment I felt as if I had touched my soul
(Ah, was that really it)
Before it was lost, to that hot, hurried night
