The Man we depend on
We trample over
What He has told us
Apparently is not a mover
We know better than
The Man Who walked on the water
We are willing to stand by
And watch the slaughter
We dwell with men of wisdom
Men who have shown the way
It does not seem to matter
As we go about this day
Anger and huffily if
We feel short changed
As to our own actions
Some think we are deranged
Acting like we’re above it all
Evil we wouldn’t consider
But decline to improve condition
Then claim we are not quitters
Hypocrisy is the food we feed on
Our opinions are to be revered
But our collective actions from
What is right should be severed
Proud men walk with dignity
They enjoyed their ride
Smugness they carry with them
This they cannot hide
They forget about the Man
Who walked; a meaningful stride
Filled nets with plenty of fish
Did so without pride
Stanski
September 28, 2020 ^