We’ve Got A Long Way To Go, If We’re Lucky

Most of us are decent people,
we love our country, we love
our freedom, we earn a living,
we love to buy things we can
on our usual 2% annual pay
rise while our bosses make a
hundred times more, we
know the capitalist cookie does
not crumble in equal pieces,
equality never was part of the
American dream, but we vote
in our free and fair elections.
We were never drawn to what
is immeasurable, we don’t try
to reach out and touch eternity,
man’s soul remains a mystery
to us, such things slumber inside
and we dare not puncture the
veil reality has cast over them,
except in the occasional confession
at the local bar, in the locker room
or at the high school’s class
reunion.
We don’t know if this is the way
it’s supposed to be, but who does?

This article was posted on Sunday, September 4th, 2022 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.