Borrowed Breath

This poem was inspired by this post by Peter Rollins. Please read it before you read the poem.

I don’t want to know what I know
I’d rather hide my head in the sand
Or claim I do not understand
The plight of my fellow man
I’d rather maintain the status quo

I don’t want to be enlightened
I’d rather stay here in the dark
Than see suffering severe and stark
Remaining deaf to the guard dog’s bark
And keep my purse strings tightened

I don’t want to be convicted
By my lifestyle choices’ effects
Treating humans as objects
With my foot upon their necks
I don’t want to be conflicted

So just leave me alone