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Here is another of my favorite poems. This one is by Kim Addonizo. It's a poem that i often quote in my thoughts when I read something terrible in the news. Just because we are young doesn't mean we don't feel these tragedies just as deeply as everyone else. I think it's a struggle in our day an age not to be hardened by the world around us, but we will always have a bit of innocence in our hearts. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.xo
Knowledge
Even when you know what people are capable of,
even when you pride yourself on knowing,
on not evading history, or the news,
or any of the quotidian, minor, but still endlessly apparent
and relevant examples of human cruelty- even now
there are times it strikes you anew, as though
you'd spent your whole life believing that humanity
was fundamentally good, as though you'd never thought,
like Schopenhauer, that it was all blind, impersonal will,
never chanted perversely, almost gleefully.
the clear-sighted adjectives learned from Hobbes-
solitary, poor, nasty, brutal, and short-
even now you're sometimes stunned to hear
of some terrible act that sends you reeling off, too overwhelmed
even to weep, and then you realize that your innocence,
which you had thought no longer existed,
did, in fact, exist - that somewhere underneath your cynicism
you still held out hoe. But that hope has been shattered now,
irreparably, or so it seems, and you have to go on, afraid
that there is more to know, that one day you will know it.
Listen to this- Brett Dennen - Aint No Reason
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