The Cacophony of Silence
The soil is quiet.
The air is quiet.
The water is quiet.
In its place,
the incessant drone of machines.
“I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around,” said Kurt Vonnegut.
But I tell you,
enough with the farting around already!
We lie stretched
over an open grave.
Really,
I’m a rather dumb person,
one who gets
immense joy from
buying a new dish rack.
Still,
I’m smart enough to know
we’re in the midst of
the age of extinction.
Sound is one way of
measuring the health of things,
animate or inanimate.
Your car’s engine,
your beating heart,
your child’s cry in the night.
Nature,
too,
has an acoustic footprint and,
according to environmentalists,
it’s getting
harder
and
harder
to hear nature’s song.
What’s left are acoustic fossils,
reminders of Earth’s past.
Meanwhile,
the incessant drone grows ever louder.
What is the function of a hammer?
Think.
Is it’s function to just to sit there and be a hammer?
I Googled this question and got this…
A hammer’s function is to deliver an impact to a small area of an object by swinging a weighted head at the end of a handle.
Fair enough.
What is my function?
What is your function?
What is our function?
I believe we,
as the single
most dominant
species on Earth,
are responsible for
protecting
and safeguarding
all living things.
I believe that is man’s primary directive.
That is man’s function.
Everything else is just a new dish rack.
