Sometimes I wish I didn’t knowAbout a lot of things That instead I know And I can’t unknow.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t know About the male chicks on the conveyor belt Gassed, grinded, crushed, And the piglets’ tails Cut off with no anaesthesia And cows being raped And their babies taken away So we can drink their milk.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t know About birds covered in oil And turtles strangled By six-pack rings, And about beached whales, dead, With a stomach full of plastic.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t know About the Great Reef perishing And ozone depleting And ice caps melting.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t know How much waste the average household produces And that you can bring your own container And how to make your own toothpaste.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t know About the sweat shops And child labour And where my clothes come from.
Sometimes I wish I could just live Without worrying About all this. I wish I were able to drink my coffee In a disposable cup, Carry my shopping in a plastic bag, Wipe the grease From an egg and bacon sandwich off my lips with a single-use napkin, Oblivious to the cruelty And the waste.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t care. But I do.
And so should you.