Disorder

Some loose papers wandered off the table and fell on ground

While I am comfortably sitting in another corner and reading

So a dilemma arises, should i take care of papers or ignore it

There is disorder in the world 

and I am resisting the temptation to do something about it

this happens all the time

there is always some disorder demanding attention

in most situation you are too helpless to do anything

except when something goes wrong in the home

and you feel you must do everything to correct it

perhaps when the world becomes a home

i will do something about it

till then the fight is to love the world

despite its faults and shortcomings

the task is to make world a home

as long as it is a marketplace,

intuition tells me things would continue going wrong

the market rewards business acumen

and not care and love or good and true

meanness is absurd yet we have made it a civilisational ideal

protest, protest one yells

and we have tried that in abundant measure

we have used reason, we have written books about it

can we try emotion and feeling or basic intuition?

care and respect is a choice like meanness is a choice.

I will go pick up the loose papers

that is the only disorder I can fix for now

leaving to another time, another day to fix the world

but fix it, we must, for we cannot neglect a wound for long

it festers and then it stinks.