In our recent lives
We've seen so many times
When we've allowed things to be trashed.
Selling off pieces of our birthrights
Of earth's gifts, and the dignity of men and women, institutions
That once served the good.
We've watched, so often dumbstruck
As brutality reigned
Lies masqueraded as truths.
Mr. Berry, far senior to me
Holds his tongue no longer
Lets his words enact the moment.
Read on, see truth unvarnished
He's tired of waiting
Prods my consciousness awake.
Now, read the poem "Questionnaire", by Wendell Berry, at:
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