Stagnant

It’s amazing to think

We call ourselves progressive,

Enlightened

Permissive

Yet we never land so far.

We congratulate ourselves

For reaching our goals,

Yet we never seem to realize

We don’t stand where we think

In this world filled with holes.

For the world has turned sideways

And up is now down,

But the fury of the past

Has not left our souls.

Instead it has transformed,

Light becomes dark

Sky becomes earth

Man becomes woman

And we believe, we truly do

That we have paved the road,

That our hearts and our minds

Are more advanced, more evolved,

Yet it doesn’t take long for that anger to show,

That anger of the past

Creeping like a shadow,

Lingering in the dark

Hiding just so

To let our beliefs become truth

But only in mind,

The belief that we accept,

That we love,

That judgement is a crime.

Yet that judgement now falls

On all who don’t believe

This new acceptance

We pride ourselves on

As the improved species.

And we try so hard

To prove the better way,

To show the world

The rightness of what we say.

And damn them all,

We whisper silently,

As we fall asleep in bed

Prideful of our humility.