The road to hell
Is often paved with good intent
Our miscalculations and prejudice
Weighs in on our consent
We say our belief
Is divinely inspired
Whether divinity or dogma
We continue with ways to conspire
To whomever we will give our praise
Our actions are mortally bound
Herein lies our salvation
As the eternal will never make a sound
We have perfecting philosophies for a reason
We are flawed and can only aspire to be divine
Yet our arrogance and our natures
Often distort what we think is benign
The Socratic method is under attack
We are less likely to debate
A flawed group think identity
That only wants to berate
When you emotionalize an argument
You diminish your ability to reason
The sophistry begins
As it is now open season
The Platonic dialogue Georgias
Philosophy is an art
Not the mere rhetoric
That is shown to fall apart
Today’s world is rapidly increasing
With the intellectually impoverished youth
An educational system collapsing
Under our failure to teach what is truth?
Debate should never be stifled
Our liberty to engage the critic must go on
Only the merit of logic
Will illuminate the method of the con
Ethics should have a deep root
In everything that we do
Our treatment of other people
And of politics too
We have all been wronged
But there are many who don’t know why
Disassociate from yourself and others
The amoral have no need to lie
What happened to our culture and people?
A devil’s ego that lives within
Excludes themselves from others morality
This herein lies the sin
A destruction of family and values
An educational system designed to fail
America’s literacy rate of 17 percent
The proof in the pudding of this tale
The greatest threat to western society
When migrants do not assimilate
If they care not of liberty yet demand equality
There defines the cultural checkmate
So if these words reach you
Keep our values alive
Educate and teach to others
Enrich a life to survive
Actions speak louder than words
We will all experience betrayal in life
But what is worst?
The betrayal itself we conspire
Or being in denial without our knowledge of it first?
Lack of objectivity?
How can you hold yourself accountable?
With the flaws in self- perception?
What will be the muse that guides you?
What will be the ruse that divides you?
How will you navigate?
Set your compass in the sea?
Where do you fix the North Star?
Set the course in our humanity?
I’ve contemplated my behavior
Always wanting to be on the right side of my wrongs
But this focus will also shed
Much of the error within others and where it belongs
We can only control what is in our power
We must forgive others the folly of their deceit
Exoneration is not for the sole sake of relieving guilt
But for the sake of the soul we do not want to deplete
(My reason to forgive)
The quicksand of the soul
Siddhartha mustered this insight
So many, many years ago
How do I know?
How do I relate?
Do I make this up?
Do I confabulate?
How many paths?
How many ways?
We can seduce ourselves
Clinging to this fantasy gaze
Fear not my compatriots
The wisdom comes from age
Tempered in the forge of reality
Allow the mind to disengage
Cut me loose
From this chain
A metaphysical bond
I call my name
Surrender to the wind
A reed bends and sways
If it does not
It will break if it stays
Surrender to the water
Mud will sink to the river bed
Undisturbed by the current
Running downstream ahead
Surrender to the mantra
Let the mind rest
No inventory of thoughts
To keep you enmeshed