How much longer will we keep going through the motions
pretending ‘this’ will last?
That the white picket fence dream is universally attainable
and the necessary marker of a successful life.
Can we not see the dead washed up on the shores
Can we not notice the seasons gone awry
Can we not sense the gaping hollow in our souls
crying for connection,
grieving the loss of our Earth family,
longing to be more than units of value
in the Economy of Doing.
Of This Earth 
We ARE so much more than units of value dear Dinali! Thank you so much for that reminder.
We ARE so much more than units of value. Thankyou so much for the reminder dear Dinali