They asked me,
why don’t you jump from skyscrapers
for the sake of humanity?
I looked at their hands
still warm with coffee,
still steady with comfort
and I said,
I would jump from a mountain
if the fall could shake humanity
so hard
that its tremors
traveled through generations
through cradles,
through graves,
through the bones of tomorrow.
The sound I would become
not a scream,
a bang
would send ripples
through the ribs of the cosmos.
You would all be swallowed
by that echo,
only to be returned
as humans with no destination,
no hunger for meaning,
no memory of kindness
alive,
but emptied of love.



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