If I pretend it didn’t happen
Then maybe I lead myself astray
I never change my behavior
Yet I expect these problems to simply fade away
If only I could do something?
That would result in a net gain
If only I can avoid this cycle?
That keeps me attached to the pain
How do I recognize?
How will I make a change?
If and when I take some action?
If and when my priorities I rearrange?
If our mistakes don’t catch up with us
As this is why we must forgive
The ones that do catch up
Are the ones that we are certain to relive
The state of being penitent
Is overcome by learning from the unforgiven
When the scars run deep
One then tends to become the driven
The evidence is abundant
Common sense must reign
To falsify the propaganda
Ask how do you know? …again and again
The spiritual war
Is at our door
Our logic must free
The minds that are under siege
Epistemology can bring us about
Those who spin the fallacious babble
Are the sophist’s who spew
The language you must unravel
Think on these things
When confronted with information we receive
Free speech is a mixed blessing
In our effort to reprieve
It is up to each person
To vet the ideas of the body politic
The choice will be yours
To champion your own yardstick
I have anger I wear as my totem
For the ignorance of my family
When reminded with an unforgiven shame
Why do I lament this with such voracity?
Why do old wounds hurt so much?
Awakening an inner child with unresolved propensities
Do I cling because of my rigid beliefs?
Can I ever outgrow this identity?
I have anger I wear as my totem
There are others who remind me of our idiocy
This takes me back to my childhood
Ahhh The old wounds from the family
I see through the lens of a victim
I seldom take any responsibility
The truth serum I have now taken
Will last as long as I apply the scrutiny
I see through the lens of my arrogance
I put myself above any objectivity
I dispense with critical thinking
As this is what I can only see
I see through the lens of my ignorance
I have not fully investigated the facts
I cannot reach any definitive conclusion
I am limited to my own mental acts
I see through the lens of my maturity
I wander about in my limited view
If I make sense out of only these predicates
Without any experience what am I to do?
Where do the water fowl go when they lay down to sleep?
What does a man do when he can’t earn his keep?
How does a mother act when she hears her child weep?
When do we find out that we’re in too deep?
The answers to the questions
We ask in our reflection
Are contingent on our ability
To do the proper inspection
Ask the right questions
Answer them best you can
Stop trying to be
Your own confidence man
The thought that we should change the world
Is deeply embedded within those who purport this idea
The problem is that given human nature
Many of us have amnesia
The utopian society can never be fully achieved
The subtleties of our conditionality
Are often miscalculated
As predicted by our irrationality
Promises to the people
Only said to empower the ruling class
Many of them enrich themselves
Leaving us to watch them trespass
The problem lies within those who challenge
The religious moral teachings
Nobody gets even close to the Confucian, The Buddha, or The Christ
Let alone the others
And their beloved preachings
When men place themselves above
Herein the troubles begin
As told in Genesis
The original sin
Much is explained
When you look through this lens
Despite how you interpret
And the threat of the biblical cleanse
Common sense is not so common
Western culture is under attack and on the decline
The Fabians have infiltrated
A global initiative for all of mankind
Some pay attention
Many do not
A hidden unelected government
Usurping the Liberty we almost have forgot
The paper trail makes it evident
If you look deep enough within
The devil is in the details
Start with Ukraine to begin
Glen Beck was right about the corruption
The party’s Hydra is vast
Intervening all around the world
Policy that the Department of State and the bureaucrats craft
Evidence is now collected
But what will this become?
We must all demand a reckoning
We must stop what has begun
Glen Becks the Democrats’ Hydra