You wouldn’t understand

This is a post I don’t want to write.
I never wanted
but I always do,
almost compulsively
for the last six years.

The world has changed massively those years
but your memory has remained the same.
You wouldn’t understand the decadence of the human race
even if you were alive.
You were a creature of feelings, of instincts, of passion.

How could you ever understand the coldblooded atrocities
that my kind commits in the name of something,
supposedly, important.

Old men deprived from their families and friends and led into depression and despair in the name of their own good health.

Children slaughtered and decapitated in the name of some other’s right to defence.

A whole planet turned into critical condition,
species extinct one after another,
large populations suffering,
in the name of flourishing economy and progress.

What’s there to understand and why?

You are resting peacefully in the grave that I dug for you,
under the roots of the tree that I planted
to keep you company
and be fed from your decomposing flesh.

And I am here
for one more year,
editing old pictures
and remembering.

For Morpheus

October 2001 - 13 January 2018

I understand that my writing is getting more ambiguous, or even incomprehensible as the years are passing and I insist on this annual memorial. Below you can find the links to my previous posts, with all the details and many more pictures of this amazing dog that has been my companion for a large part of my life.

Best friend ever!

Morpheus the beautiful

2 years

Today it's different

Gone but not forgotten

All the pictures and the words are mine.

Thank you for reading and if you want to know more about me you can check out my introduction post.

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