A Fine Disregard For Awkward Facts (4th poem in 4 days)

Each day’s news attests to our collective blindness.

 

Today’s was on antibiotics in animal feed.

We breed super-germs in overcrowded pens

of livestock steeped in squalor.

And while we debate, the germs grow.

 

Yesterday’s was on global warming.

We deforest the earth, pollute the air, and melt the poles.

We question data while making plans to capitalize on new polar trade routes.

As we do, we gasp for breath, and the heat and waters rise.

 

What will tomorrow’s story be?

Will it matter? Will we still be here to hear it? 

Chuck Miceli
April 4, 2013

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