Almost Indispensable
Perhaps alone among the billions of humansBreeding and soiling the planet, I'm willing
To own up to being superfluous. Writer
Of poetry, layabout, father of four fine
Children who've grown and don't need me,
I have enough money. I won't grub for more.
Though the right wing disgusts me, I learned
Long ago that that side always wins. I won't
Help the left, or the victims of sexism, capital,
Bigotry. I wish them well, but our species is
Nasty. Cruelty's plentiful. Decency's rare,
So I keep to myself. I don't offer opinions.
I sneer at the humans who struggle to prove
They are useful. Deep down, they must know
That they're not. They are ciphers, like me,
Elements of the billions who breed and despoil
The earth.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2021-03-23 at 16:27
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