Not to the depths of all the earth
Nor breadth of all the air,
The furthest reach of space can’t touch
How deeply I don’t care.

Your shouting may be deafening,
Designed to shock and scare.
Scream all you like, you can’t outmatch
How loudly I don’t care.

Go on, bring guilt up to my door,
You’ll find that I’m not there.
Only a giant sign that reads:
“Surprise! I still don’t care.”

– s. Clark