Where the worlds clash

Do not step out of the cocoon
of your make-belief sane world,
or question the lies that your parents fed you with,
or the reports of your newsmen in black suits-
 
Do not step into the fields mined heavy
to stop you reaching the places
where reality is under review,
where the worlds clash.
 
Do not cross the barbed-wire fence
where the well meaning guard warns you
where turning back is in your own interest
where light does not penetrate the haze-
 
Do not step into the coal fields and stone quarries
and the brick-kilns and the construction sites
where only the voices of guns are heard,
where the worlds clash.
 
Do not seek to find where or who makes
the pretty dresses and accessories of the Cosmo;
do not seek to know the price in blood
of your glittering finger-ring with the huge stone-
 
Do not step into the sweat shops with zombie children
or step outside the photo-shoots of Bahamas,
do not seek the way to the places
where the worlds clash.
 
Do not step outside your world of seminars
into the poppy fields, into the Tora Bora caves,
into the refugee boats in international backwaters,
or the forest camps of the gun runners-
 
Do not seek to know the financiers of these multiple worlds
or try to look for them outside Manhattan or Rivera;
and whatever else you do, never seek to meet the people
who live in places where the worlds clash.
 
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