There is a season

To every thing there is a season,
to every thing there is a purpose, …

Just in the last minute
at least
an acre of rainforest has been
destroyed.

Are we certain,
so damn
cock sure of ourselves
that in that acre of intense diverse life
lived not the cure for AIDS, or Diabetes
or Breast Cancer?

Perhaps it matters not;
it is forever lost to us.

Just in the last minute
at least
one young person’s life has been
destroyed.

Are we certain
so damn
cock sure of ourselves
that in this youth, of intense diverse life
lived not the cure for AIDS, or Diabetes
or Breast Cancer?

Perhaps it matters not;
that child is forever lost to us.

How many deaths will it take
till we know,
That too many people have died.

It matters to me.