O damn it to hell. Why be concerned about
man’s exploitation and abuse of man
and nature? Every day countless more
knife thrusts and bull-whippings directed
to individuals in whom the abusers wish
to destroy the last vestige of humanity.
Ever more homilies about our devotion
to free-markets and the global economy.
Ever more disdain for expert testimony
from qualified scientists about how
we are destroying our world
and ourselves. Evermore locking
the abused in jails, evermore locking
the stressed in mental hospitals. Evermore
firing deadly military hardware on citizens
in the streets. Why do I still care?
Because I can still hear my mother’s
loving voice. And because I can
still listen to Beethoven and Bartok,
hearing the pulse of what makes us human.