Beyond a Point


Beyond a point
it gets past caring.

Who will water
the saplings
so lovingly tended ?

Who will feed the birds
that come hopefully
to the feeder ?

Who will bake cakes
for visiting grand kids ?

Who will organize voices
against war mongering nations ?

Beyond a point
it gets past caring !!!

But then, there are
always the others.

Things get done
as earth spins on.

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