Poem: "Why" Is the Wrong Question

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Some of us wonder how
Leaders and gas emitters
Can keep going along their merry way

Despite the fires
Despite the floods
Despite the storms
Despite all the signs
Confirming all the scientists
Are telling us

"Why" is the wrong question
We know why
It's because their full granaries
Are pleading for more
Their stocks are begging
To exponentially grow
Their homes are crying out
To be multiplied worldwide
"Enough" is not in their vocab
And neither should "why"
Be in ours

Do not plead with a fool
Do not reason with those
Who plug their ears

Little girls shed tears
Because none of the rest of us will

You need to fight
We need to fight
Fight any way you can
Fight the ignorance
Fight the belligerence

They have police
They have the army
They have the money
They have the media

The battle needs whatever weapons
You can use
Whatever works
Whatever won't shut down
Your movement
And makes things worse

I don't have the answers
But I'm pushing for some

I don't have much power
But I'll use
What I got

Never.
Surrender.

~ Gunnar Våken

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