05 December 2011
“Willfully ignorant and lovin’ it!”
The pigs snorted all the way to the barn.
“No worries, just reproduction!”
The ducks quacked all the way to the pond.
And the birds, they chirp, chirp, chirped their first world problems away.
But their first cousins, distant in South America are fighting each other for
food until there is one winner, and one winner only. Our birds have no idea.
The reproducing ducks’ aunts and uncles are slaughtered; our ducks don’t have a
The ignorant pigs’ siblings on the other side of the world are dehydrated,
slowly dying. Our pigs know; they choose not to care.
Then there’s the worm; insignificant, unknown, simply small.
But without it, the bacteria spreads.
The worms knows it, fears it.
The worm fights it, watches it, evens it out.
What are you,
the pig or the worm?