it’s easy not to care so much
when looking down from a lofty perch
from a magnificent view
so far away
from the consequences of any one action
so far away
from any being with a moral paradigm
so far away
from the source of gravity and feeling
so far away

I can sense the distance, the space, the ease
I can sense the complacent emptiness
children starving
children given to strangers
children locked in barns, basements, closets
children becoming women and men
or not
so far away
from the safety of the perch
inside