I guess this poem is topical. One for our times – or, perhaps – one for a long, long time.
We have the capacity to get somuch right here on Earth, and we persist in getting so much wrong.
What is with us?
Look how far we’ve come. Children educated
so fast they’re not ready for work. We are now so
thoroughly modern we have non-governmental
organisations to take care off our guilt. So
awfully civilised with our celebrated
towns and idolised cities, inequality
illustrated in blatant artistry. And we
still pay women less than men, for doing the same
job, with the same skills, just as competently. Just
about sums us lot up, really. You know, there is
no excuse for prejudice – but gender? Let us
face ourselves and examine what we really do.