Diary Post: The destruction of the farm

Today bulldozers and swat teams are destroying the South Central Farm.
I am heartbroken.
The land belongs to those who seize it.
We have much work to do to reverse the perverse order.
We must beat their bulldozers into plowshares.
WE MUST BEAT THEIR BULLDOZERS INTO PLOWSHARES!
I spent the morning emailing, blogging and phoning.
There is much I cannot do.
I wish there were more I could do.
I am stuck, frozen.
I am just a sick woman in a bed.
It is a perfect day; cool, comfortable.
The dishonest California sun pretending that everything is fine in the world.
They are destroying the farm today.
What can I do?
What can I do?
Sitting alone in my grief will not bring us the farm.
Prayer will not bring us the farm.
Holding a space will  not bring us the farm.
Lighting a candle will not bring us the farm.
I do all these, all these.
I cry.  I water my meager seedlings and bid them grow.
What can I do today that might make a difference in the world?
What can I do today that might make a difference in this world?
How can I stand down the hubris of bulldozers.
I have come to hate bulldozers.
I have come to hate bulldozers.
What can I do today to make a difference in the world?
How do we begin to dismantle the monuments to death and theft?
How do we wage the resistance of ordinary seeds?

©2006 All rights reserved Emma Rosenthal    South Central Farm and the L.A. Skyline

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