We define ourselves through objects – Poems and video-poems by Sonja Freisinger

Global Homicide

 

we define ourselves through objects
that we manage to buy with high debts
we sacrifice ourselves for items
that act as a measurement of new values

we let them tell us that, exploitation is far from our home
it’s not a breakdown
but these people live a different life
compared to ours!

our lust, our poor aspiration
of richness, our boundless desire to dominate
an irrational and meaningless life
devoid of humility and respect and full of narcissism
absorbed with mother’s milk
brings suffering to individuals out of our reach

and until every piece of land is destroyed, until
every living being is extinct
we will not stop and
as long as we are still able to crawl on the floor
without awakening our consciousness, to find the origin
of our existence
we are all accomplices of a global murder!

disgusting game

Death is all around you and yet you are still alive
crawling on the ground and trying to survive
awful craziness binds like an iron vest
like a blanket on your shoulders, on your chest
and it seems nobody wants to understand!
what’s wrong here in this dark damned world?
children are dying every minute, because  “there isn’t enough to eat“.
our reality enjoys the luxury on the expense
of precious human lives,
but we don’t give a shit, we just don’t care
we don’t realize that we share
a common ground, yes, that’s right
we are thinking about “transformation“, but that’s an absurdity
we are all just puppets in a disgusting game
this time we are on the other side, with our hands full of blood
and another war crime
this dance of death leaves debris and suffering
on one hand dead corpses are everywhere, dead souls on the other
should we start to care, to bother
about our pathetic existence?

 

 

 

 

Sonja Freisinger: I was born in the 1980’s in Vienna. My eternal love for foreign languages led me to tour the world and finally settle in Italy. There I actively followed my heart and exercised my passion for visual arts and writing. Today I write political and socially based poetry and I ive with my husband Roberto Cavallo, a heavy metal musician who composes much of the music for the video poems and my young child in a small town  the hills of Umbria.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cover image: Artwork by Irene De Matteis.