Friday, August 12, 2011

It Came Upon a Midnight Clear...

As the light begins to glow in the East,
i gaze as the colors begin to grow
wondering about the Greatest and the Least,
the Ways of the World and what i've come to know...

How will the least become first
when people walk past him,
laying on the sidewalk
at the bottom of the Well of Humanity,
dying of thirst?

How will children learn
when parents no longer teach?
It seems the long reach of the law
is too often the first and last lesson learned
in a short lifetime searching for entitlement;
where you just do without asking,
without pondering the meaning,
not knowing where the money' spent,
never noticing Twilight's Last Gleaming,
believing everything is as it seems
when nothing can be further from the truth
I have seen complacency and cynicism
become the banners of our youth...

When did they lose the fire,
what became of their longing, their desires?
Is it that our poor examples have done little to inspire?
Then, it's best the Old Guard retire, for what is now required
at least to these tired eyes, is a Bonfire of the Vanities
an end, like Ms. Powter long ago said, an end to the insanity
For if you can not be honest enough
to look and see your own faults,
what chance has this Earth?...
     (written 12-25-10)

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