A Manual Man*

I’m a manual man
In a push-button life
A soft-hearted lad in days
That cut like a knife.

I don’t want to know
Everything on the news.
That's the life that I want
That's the pathway I choose.

I want to stand back
From the trouble and pain
I don’t want to know
The dead and their names.

It’s as though, if I knew
Then the burdens on me
So I’d rather stay dumb
Than stand tall and see.


* For the record, I am the exact opposite of this poem. Just so 'ya know, ya'll. I've always believed, if you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem.