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Did Something Strike a Nerve?

This poem takes the form of a direct dialogue, responding head-on to prejudice, sarcasm, and criticism directed at volunteer work. To those who doubt goodwill or cast a cynical eye on people who take action, it calmly yet firmly asks, “So what is the problem?” It suggests that volunteering is not the domain of extraordinary people, but a choice made by ordinary individuals—a reflection of how we choose to look at and relate to others.

 

“Did Something Strike a Nerve?”

 

Is volunteering so self-righteous?

We’re just ordinary men and women.

 

Is volunteering hypocrisy?

We simply cannot abandon those in need.

 

Do you dislike the word “volunteer”?

Even without the word, the work remains the same.

 

Is volunteering self-satisfaction?

If we feel glad we did it,

we won’t deny that.

 

There’s some reward in volunteering, isn’t there?

Whether one seeks it or not—

we won’t deny that either.

But so what?

 

“You can’t even manage your own life!”

Then please introduce someone flawless.

Is that the only kind of person allowed to help?

 

“Are you being made to do it?”

If someone chooses it for themselves,

isn’t that enough?

It’s their decision, after all.

 

“Is it just for appearances?”

If that’s part of it, so be it—

no harm done.

Isn’t constant worrying more tiresome?

 

“Is there some proper way it must be done?”

I like the freedom of not being bound by rules.

Act—

and feel it fiercely with your heart!

 

Have you found your reason not to volunteer?

Perhaps it’s the other side

of the frustration you feel

at not being recognized by others.

Have you noticed?

 

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