Being deaf wouldn’t lessen the atrocities I see around me.
Being blind doesn’t shield me from the screams of anguish.
Being mute won’t stop the tears I’d shed in agony.
Being paralyzed can’t keep me from helping when there’s a need.
Being ignorant puts off the inevitable.
They say ignorance is bliss.
But even the ignorant can feel pain.
It’ll come. Just wait for it.
So deep ……
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Means a lot to me coming from you, Sabina. ❤️
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I’m flattered by your comment but it was really a beautiful piece😍
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Thank you ❤
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Seems you are on an Awesome strike, Susi?? I love how this cuts to the quick!!! Bellissiimo! My Dear, Bellissimo!!
xoxoxo
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Thanks so much for the praise, Chuck! ❤
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Scary pertinent poem. Thank you!
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Thank you! I fear we are going down a road we can’t return from.
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we cannot numb ourselves can we? we feel and hear and see not with those senses but with the heart of humanity, such a touching poem Susi
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We can sure try! I see that all too often too. Thank you for your kind words, Gina!
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I think it’s the infrequency of that anguish and suffering that people mean when they say ignorance is bliss. But yeah, I completely agree with the first three sentences.
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That’s possible and very true in those situations but in this piece, ignorance referred to those who are at a disadvantage because of cognitive understanding. Thanks for sharing your thoughts and giving an added layer of meaning! 🙂
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