I Told the World - poem by Peter Gillespie

I told the world,

but the world didn’t need telling.

I told the world:

to clean up the unsightly trash,

take small moments to pick up the bags,

the bottles, the furniture, the junk,

the scars on the path;

but the world lay silent.

I told the world:

to dull the tones of penetrating light,

irradiating from bulbs and boards,

from streets and homes,

from skyscrapers untoward;

but the world persisted.

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