As a child I was taught to model the world.
I was taught of air and sound and light.
I was taught to measure and experiment and invent.
That this would make the world right.
But I no longer believe in this tenet of science.
I have lost hope.
I have been here long enough to see that our
problems are not scientific or technical.
We do not lack knowledge or power. What we lack
is an understanding
of how to
stop
killing
each
other.
Once upon a time, death was something
we visited upon each other personally.
We do still.
But I think I see death strike more often
as a lack of life; as a starvation.
We have enough food, enough water, enough shelter, enough medicine.
And yet some have too much and some have too little.
Why do we keep it that way?
I fear we are not evolved enough for this. That
our brains are primed for anger and fear and greed,
that we cannot move past the bygone era where we
could not meet each and every person’s need. But
I reserve some hope too, and maybe,
enough courage to find out;
I believe we are smart enough to figure this one out.
I just wish we could all sit down and talk about it, y’know?