“Philosophical Poem”
The disease of civilization is not tools, citizen.
Ignorance might be closer to it.
Politics closer. But only Money
Will hit the brass tacks everyone wants to get down to
Squarely on the head.
Above all, I have no case against human nature.
Whatever that is, I like it.
I like mechanics with wrenches,
Taxi drivers’ photos on licenses,
Drunks lighting cigarettes.
What the hell else is there to like
After you’ve kissed your wife and gone to sleep?
I like everything but important people being important.
And academic people being academic.
What I like least is bookkeepers
Spending their human eyes on accounts receivable,
Interest receivable, payment due, balance on hand.
And columns of soldiers marching.
John Ciardi
One of our great poets! Thanks for posting this.
I really liked the work and thought very pertinent to our time.
Much better than the Fat Mans crappy Porms
Who’s the fat man? FreeThinke?