Time is not mitigating

If it heals wounds,

it's because empathy has fallen ill

I walk with Polish Jews

on the platform at Auschwitz-Birkenau

Walk with Palestinians on the Israeli shooting range Gaza City

With Ukrainians in blown-up theaters and hospitals

With Russian youths ground down in Putin's trenches

in The Ukraine

Remember myself with my dead cat Izzi in 1994,

and how my girlfriend Sirkka left me in 1985

See a dead songbird by the roadside,

hear a fly stray through November's bedroom

without a future

My being occupied with insignificances

is the sunshine in which the goblins & gods crack