Ofcourse!

this hominid thinks it can

fix every and anything.

Not just it’s personal and local own

but the very wide worlds’.

 

Somehow, those clever fingers

and nifty neurons, multi-tasking

can undo, resolve, concoct, fiddle

any considered mal-function,

 disorder, inadequacy or short-coming

let alone, contrive, invent

so-called better, quicker, easier ways

to improve any system

whether it be one’s own body,

a mechanical, electronic item,

network, structure or set-up.

 

The disparity between the status quo

and process of maintenance and repair

somehow, gone awol -

a toy to play with, challenge to take up:

potential source of income or jobs:

the result of insecurity,

the fear-based need to control;

or to while the time away

and mayhap, curiously to experiment,

akin to the monkey picking off fleas.

 

So we dash hither and thither

finding ways to fix our teeth, kettle,

children, worries and egos.

If we fail, there are other monkeys

with lower fees, higher skills and CVs,

reputations and tools, to resort to.

An inveterately fix-it species

fast to spot the blip, find the fault,

pass the can, blame or judge.

The tendency to cover-up, make-do

hypothesise and rationalize

abetting the illusionary creation

of idealised and artificial worlds.

 Ah me!

Amen!