Analysis of Despite The World’s Riches

the rivers are filthy. the pain is lethal. so excruciating. the gods have disappeared, the anxiety runs into unsane waters, the demons make promises. the need is tremendous. Nepal suffers the

earthquakes, the inner seaquakes, threaded by spirituality; the face may glow, the soul may soar, the raid is tremendous. to walk the Himalayas, canteen in palm, maybe in love, to dine with

presence, sudden into an avalanche; forced to move, to relocate, with nowhere to travel; such an outstanding glimpse, so rich the storm, a goddess in one arm, true destruction in the other. to know—we

part here, never promised to again meet here; no antidote, one last love, one feast inside; to seize one’s life, to eat away discomfort, the world crumbling—the world restructured, or water rising

at terrific levels—cities forced to adjust, villages forsaking their valleys, the baby nearly drowned. how to wrestle in other parts? Ebola running rapid. many running to India, bathing for faith, becoming

exposed to diseases. the most dangerous places to live—are some of the (most) holiest places to be; but off in Africa, kids are catching mice for sustenance; too loud for us, too cold for them, plus,

the tornado killed thousands, and ran off millions. to imagine the earth hostile, people suffering, framed by the environment; it becomes all of the nothing, and nothing of the all.