Humbly
a word please
to those hurting
seeking relief
wanting answers
desiring truth
seek not the pompous
swelled with false confidence
dispensing the formulas of bliss
condemning you
as the un-visioned
while fleecing you
of your hard begotten
follow not the kings
nor the queens
of mammon
who worship the bottom line
desiring the upper hand
who would despoil the world
and all it offers
as their personal playground
of selfish gratification
suffer not the priests
nor the priestesses
who would say
that only they
have heard
and in so saying
would dictate your thoughts
and direct your deeds
to conform
to this truth
of the god
in their pocket
do not be cowered
by the iron hand
of the bullet-brained
who march in lock step
to crush under boot
the will of any
who will not queue-up
into the line
that they have deemed
leads to the only way
that life must be
do not be swayed
by those who “know”
possessed of absolutely
no uncertainty
knowing sure
that what they know
is what is
and in their infallible knowledge
know
that what they know
is
was
and will ever be
the truth
turn away
from the uncertainty
and manipulative pain
that all of these
insecure
arrogant
demigods would inflict
to mask their own
insecurity
weakness
and fear
these are special kinds of fools
disruptively dangerous
incredibly inexcusable
the idiot elite
focused only
on their manic pursuit
of unquestioned superiority
and ego-feeding control
parasites
blind to love
compassion
and empathy
empty vessels of chaos
and suffering
rebuke
and reject them
instead
gather with those
who do not know
find the curious
and the uncertain
those still filled with wonder
drawn to mystery
to unfolding discovery
to possibility
who embrace the constancy
of change
learning
of knowledge
it is they
who will sucessfully traverse
this ever-evolving world
who will fashion it
as a fair
inclusive world
as a far
far better place
they understand
the fragility of truth
and embrace
the true pain
the pain of growth
*
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: dVerse
Damn–what an epic rant, brother. Now you reside in my dominion, and you tore it some new button holes. An epic length, and yet punch after punch strikes hard and true.
I liked “to conform to this truth of the god in their pocket.”
Thank you brother, so glad you dug this. I found myself on the pulpit here… 🙂
May we all find that better tribe
May it be so Kerfe.
Rob, your poem feels like a battle line being drawn.
I think if we look at the big picture, they have been drawn for some time now Lisa.
Excellent, excellent words: I found myself cheering your every line!
‘follow not the kings
nor the queens
of mammon
who worship the bottom line
desiring the upper hand’
I had to turn off the news yesterday because there was a report about the difficulty of the Global Economy recovering from the pandemic. What good does the Global Economy do without Global Understanding, Global Equality, Global Healing? Our politicians (worldwide) and media outlets are missing the point. We are in deep sh*t and better start paddling fast!
Thank you Ingrid. I want to be positive, but it feels we are seeing the dominos fall, observing it from a distance, as it moves toward us. If nations begin to fail, the conflicts between ideologies may expand beyond defined borders to be between nations — unless we can learn quickly how to cooperate, despite our differences. Not great evidence to support such a possibility.
i am with you all the way with this one. brilliantly worded poem.
Thank you Rog…! 🙂
It’s a battle no doubt and it will continue to be so until we have achieved true peace. Especially like; “do not be swayed by those who “know” possessed of absolutely no uncertainty/knowing sure that what they know is what is.” Kudos! 🙂
Thank you Sanaa… 🙂
Your commandments number more than ten. Bravo. Nice one
Much love…
Would that everyone follow these heartfelt suggestions, the world would be a far better place. Love to you Gillena! 🙂 🙂 🙂
I felt like I was in a philosophical class…
I love your every line.
Thank you Ayieko ! It felt like a sociology exposé when I was writing it… 😉