Poem Spam.

[aquabean]

Good People
by W.S. Merwin.

From the kindness of my parents
I suppose it was that I held
that belief about suffering

imagining that if only
it could come to the attention
of any person with normal
feelings certainly anyone
literate who might have gone

to college they would comprehend
pain when it went on before them
and would do something about it
whenever they saw it happen
in the time of pain the present
they would try to stop the bleeding
for example with their hands

but it escapes their attention
or there by be reasons for it
the victims under the blankets
the mean counters the maimed children
the animals the animals
staring from the end of the world