Voice in the Wilderness
Oct 28 2023
I wrote a letter today.
Addressed to “whom it may concern”
and suitably indignant,
I made clear my opinion
on the state of the world,
offering up
all the answers it's been searching for.
A voice the wilderness
that needed to be heard.
A little earnest, sure,
but what's wrong with that?
This is serious business
and not a good time
for sarcasm
and weltschmerz.
I felt so much better
sending it.
My work done
problem solved
no thanks needed;
I'm a humble man
and world peace
is thanks enough.
For certain it will rise up
above the babel,
the cacophony
that assails our ears
and numbs our common sense.
Because who can resist
the wit and panache
I wrote it with,
the self-evident answers
I was happy to give?
So you can understand my bafflement
when it was refused.
The editor
who rejected it,
the powers that be
who would remain unschooled.
It's hard to be right
and fail.
Hard
trying to change the world
with good intentions
and timely words.
Hard
for a solitary voice
from some obscure place
to even be heard.
But why worry?
After all, I've done my bit
had my say,
what more do you expect?
I did write a rare (lately) letter to the editor today. Nice to ventilate. But nothing changes. Only actions and sustained activism count. While words are a poor substitute, only of use to the smugly self-satisfied.
After all, even if it does get into print, how many will read it when we're all in our small silos of information, and when it's increasingly harder to distinguish the fake from the real? Not when there is no shared town square or universal medium. Low trust. Or even worse, apathy and disengagement.
I quite like the obtuse persona of the writer here, who apparently doesn’t know that he's making fun of himself!
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