Here is the visible misfortune of a friend
and the degree of my own indifference
It isn’t the same when,
far removed from my presence,
fanatics kill and burn strangers.
This elicits an immediate reaction
….but not for the stranger,
so perhaps it is the same.
Do I hate bad ideas more
than I love good people?
Is that a natural product of our times?
Or perhaps this is a grotesque evasion
of a problem that may not be singular to me
but is more intrinsic than I’d like to admit.