The sun is indifferent to the appeals of man: it emits light irrespective.
The sun is indifferent to questions: it shines on belligerently when I mouth at it.
The sun is deaf - the most hard-of-hearing object in a silent universe.
The rain is indifferent too - it would fill the whole world had it the strength.
The rain takes no commands; it drowns them instead.
Blind to suffering is the rain.
Other people are indifferent; smoking their cigarettes.
And talking about the TV - closed shells.
They have no redeeming words.
The northern hemisphere is indifferent.
Except for me -
Squinting at a dot marked 'Canberra.'
