In the Age of Unreason

In the age of unreason
deliberation has no place;
logic's locked up;  awkward facts
are told to shut their awkward face

       and discussion however innocent
       or innocuous   can only ever occur

if and when  the dogmatic mobs' religion's
       high priests have all conferred
              and agreed to grant permission.


In the age of unreason
expressing anything  so heretically rational
as skepticism  in the great sacred narrative

       is considered sacrilegious
       looked upon as blasphemous
                     and is every bit as forbidden
                     as disagreement or debate

while judiciousness and wisdom
are zealously replaced  by blind allegiance
and obedience to an ill-advised faith
                     in the outsourcing of cognition

       as emotions are provoked
       and routinely sent on missions
       to extinguish  the sin of clear thinking


their task  to hijack or bypass intelligence
with a view  to boosting the attraction
                            of mindless genuflection

       to a dangerously fashionable
                            acutely irrational cult
       which though humourless
       would   if personified resemble
                            a self-destructive clown

              because sadly  the funny thing
              about foolish and stupid is this:
                     the worse things get
                     the more they double down.


Just outside the brave new state
       religion's  mental prison's gates
              chanted mantras can be heard
for the asinine slogans they are

as unseen  sillier-still rituals
                     and rites are observed
by the faithful  faithfully inside
the bounds of what must be believed in

       in this dumbfounding age of unreason;
              in this   the latest iteration
              of humanity's great derangement.

This article was posted on Sunday, June 20th, 2021 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.