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Gustav Klimt. Philosophy (final state), 1899 - 1907. Oil on canvas. Destroyed by fire in 1945. 430 x 300 cm.
Gustav Klimt. Philosophy (final state), 1899 - 1907. Oil on canvas. Destroyed by fire in 1945. 430 x 300 cm.
All our philosophy
of millennia vintage
turns its back
on injustice of centuries.
The lone lama wanders
through the world
attracting attention
to the occupation of his homeland.
There is space for him in our heart,
and we lose sleep if tribals refuse
to make way for mines
leaving their forest land.
We have time for messengers of peace,
for strong men of development,
for weak men hankering after nuclear power
and for middlemen talking weaponry.
We lose no sleep when
Ragpickers’ slums are gutted;
the city got cleaned up.
We have discovered a formula
To get rid of poverty.
Recruit the poor in the police force
And get them finished in the jungles of Dantewada
At the hands of the militant poor.
It’s their destiny. There’s nothing
More practical than philosophy.
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