I like to watch things die from a distance!

The modern literature poem I like the best is (drum roll) Out, Out-- by Robert Frost. It talks about a little kid working hard like a man, he accidentally cuts off his hand and dies bleeding. One would think that people would mourn for his lost but they just turn around and keep going with there life. That is, after all, what society encourages us to do. This poem has a much deeper meaning, it is saying that we do not pay attention to the injustices and misery around us until it is directly affecting us. Which is very true.