It’s a bitter pill to swallow

It’s a bitter pill to swallow

My Johari window is open for me to see

A glimpse of my reality

What are the chances I will change how I’ll be?

It’s hard to perceive your self correctly

In the shadow of your own ego

The defenses we erect to protect us

Are hidden deep and will seldom ever show

Personal objectivity is a utopian concept

Yet it is still a celebrated goal

It takes great effort and great discipline

For us to master the soul

The commoner or the sage

All have fortuitous opportunities

Align with what you value

Align with no disunities

Authenticity carries heavy weight

How we act is subject to review

To improve upon your character

Is clearly something we should pursue

DCG

If you take out Identity Politics

If you take out identity politics

From the Democratic Party of the USA

What doctrines are you left with?

What policies are left that will stay?

Not Critical Race Theory

Not project 1619

Not systemic racism

There is no other policy that can be seen

If you can’t win an argument

Historians will rewrite our history

Turn us against each other

It is only this chaos they want you to see

A party is morally bankrupt

The flawed reasoning of deep decay

How many are willing to ask questions?

It is really not for me to say

Beware the voices in media

Where biased opinion is sold

Up for the highest bidder

Little truth will be told

The youth who adopt this philosophy

Taught by our corrupted teachers of today

Are seduced by the same tribalism

That is leading them all astray

Self-Reflection

Self-Reflection

The razors edge

To better myself

I’ve made this pledge

The search to improve myself

On the lessons of my life lived

Can benefit me

On the perspective that it gives

Yet I’m chasing a ghost

When I dwell on the past

I no longer serve myself

As the cost is vast

You heal from wounds

Not by attaching to the grief

Reliving a memory over and over again

There is no relief

One must move forward

I must create a new me

Build upon a new foundation

On how I intend to be

DCG

If I differ you will Lambast

My reasoning is compromised

I’ve lost my common sense

I seldom think for myself

My feckless education is my defense

Born into the nanny State

With no incentive to earn

I’m persuaded by others

To feel the Bern

We are not individuals

We must join the collective

Some people tell me this is wrong

Just what is the objective?

You control a population

The cult of a demography

That seduces your perception

Subverting your advocacy

If I don’t adopt this philosophy

I just may be an outcast

Who are you to tell me?

If I differ you will lambast

DCG

The court of suffering

Be thankful for your blessings

It does not matter who you are

The further we distance ourselves from happiness

The less we notice just indeed how far

A captive trance

Will take over our perception

It deceptively steals our senses

A rational mind is now in defection

Too often our hearts and minds stray

Too often we focus on our hurt

Why not rejoice for the positive?

Why do we not avert?

It is not our natural behavior

Therefore I think it is learned

If we put this into practice

Than the court of suffering is now adjourned

DCG

Intend to become Professed

A life with the good and the bad

Forgive that which is broken

We must take all into account

Censure that which is unspoken

Awaken from your slumber

Another day is here

Get on with the work

There is nothing to fear

Learn to take control

Choose that which is best

Do not repeat the past

If indeed you want to attest

Break from the prison

From which you are in

Don’t relive the life gone by

The intellectual shackles from where you’ve been

The struggle is real

Learn from your unrest

Deliver yourself from disinterest

Intend to become professed

DCG

If and when one learns

It pains me to say

I struggle with my family

All those years ago

All of that calamity

It haunts me today

To make peace I have tried

Reminders of the past come out when I interact

Reopen those wounds when I have cried

We must keep in measure

The way we communicate with one another

Deeds will pass from way back when

Yet they will continue to fester if we place blame on the other

We must find find a common narrative

Closure is needed to come to terms

Ones that we can agree upon

If and when one learns

…DCG

Why don’t we find any common ground?

We look at each other

The differences are all we see

No reason to find common ground

In resistance you rarely agree

Our sources of information

Compromised beyond trust

Yet little do we realize

We are unwilling to adjust

We stop questioning our beliefs

We don’t put our reasoning to test

Much easier to criticize another point of view

Than to examine our own by request

If we distillate what we both value

Chances are we are likely to see

A vanishing objection of reason

And it is only in policy that which we disagree

DCG