A Distant Recluse
To: E. D.)
Supposing I were really there
In Kosovo, Aceh, or East Timor
And lived myself every horror
The media have reported over
Would I still and all care about
The latest Nokia handphone,
The newly launched Audi vehicle
Or british league of football?
(Each second it grows imminent:
Man metamorphosing into alien;
I learned why such a recluse thou be
Much as fame found thee, eventually)
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