The Mirror of illusion
What is the presumption if your selfie is “art”?
The narcissist protects
The narcissist has a deeply troubled heart
We sacrifice our integrity
When we have to mask the truth
Our vanity has taken over
consuming a once innocent youth
The specious habits of perception
Our beliefs are betrayed
An up-spring of injury
We substitute a charade
Maybe we try to mitigate?
Maybe we try to fool?
When all is said and done
Only the broken heart’s pretend to rule
Does not face the mirror
Fabricating an understanding
Resisting an underlying fear
You used to think you were a good man
What does the evidence show?
If you take all of your accounts into hand?
It’s a slippery slope
The failures of the past
More mercy shown
For those who learn fast
So when will we learn?
With every move that we make
The opportunities that flourish
The ones that we stake?
When do you realize?
When do we wake?
The ripples we cause
From our mistake
Are we reflective?
For a punitive sake?
Is it just another angle?
Are we on the take?
When there is resistance
Our actions are pointed out
When there is none
We rarely have doubt
The foundation of western civilization
Was based on a moral code
One we have once forgotten
What will we forbode?
Deeply troubled child
Asking questions that never fade
Never fully brought out into the light
The kind of suffering that remains in the shade
Some children don’t feel love
Less than their sibling with needs
Some parents don’t know how to show
Some parents never know how to lead
Channeling trauma from the past
Interwoven into the present
Never knowing the root of the tears that they cast
Sometimes the child
Will grow into the man
But the inner child remains
Often playing hide and seek or catch me if you can
The age of the body
Does not mirror the age of the mind
Some experiences we have as a child
We never leave behind
Don’t give up on yourself
When you think all is lost
Giving up all hope
Is too great of a cost
Sometimes we are awake
Sometimes we are asleep
Never telling ourselves the truth
That we are consciously willing to speak
You might call it denial
Or a self-defense from pain
Self-medicate to escape reality
How far must we fall before we can reach for the sky again?
I’ve had some set-backs
I have also loved others if it’s all the same
Not unlike the Johnny Mandel song Suicide is Painless
There are many who will not refrain
If you are compassionate
Having a willing moral compass to share
Be mindful of the disenchanted
Heal a heart that is woefully bare
If you aren’t able to change the mind
You force our will to subjugate to a ruling class
You criminalize ideas you can’t win
You circumvent the impasse
You want to bring down a nation
You defile the populous from within
Indoctrinate and dumb down the children
A cultural original sin
All the judges of history
Will not be silent
Even if you re-write the history books
We will never exonerate the violent
You can change the language
Make it all about hate speech
Attack the first amendment
For those who follow I will beseech
You cannot get inside my head
My reason is sound
If you put my body in jail
My mind will never be bound
The indictment of human reason
Liberty under attack
Who will tow the line?
Who will double back?
You tell yourself a fantasy
The expectation is defined
If you are able to see the truth
A reality is refined
You will never see the light
If you continue to look in the dark
How can you correct a wrong?
If you never attempt to embark?
Do you ever question your motives?
Take the time to examine your spin?
Do you always come out on top?
Does your justification always win?
By definition we are not perfect
But only some are receptive to see
The many signposts on our path
Will remind us but with no guarantee
So you think you know about the world
Espousing something you read from a book
Something that a liberal arts professor said
But did you research it yourself and take a good look?
So if you’re going to make an argument
You better learn how to make your case
Only the rules of logic
Is what you must embrace
Do not trust the sophist
Nor the emotionally manipulated mind
Not the religious scientism cult
These are all of an ignorant kind
I have pity for the indoctrinated youth
I have contempt for federalized education
A travesty of an ignorant populace
The travesty of a generation