How
did we lose the fundamental joy of the human spirit? How did we come to be so
distrusting of one another? How did we learn to give in to such appalling
responses to our differences?
There
is a beautiful stanza in one of poet laureate Billy Collins’ poems that says:
“It
seems only yesterday I used to believe
there
was nothing under my skin but light.
If
you cut me I could shine.”
Today,
though, there is this:
Hateful,
spiteful, ruinous politics.
Superficial,
sanctimonious, greedy, judgmental religion.
U.S.
drones that roam the world killing terrorists, yes, but far too many of the
innocent.
Spying
on everyone by our fear soaked, paranoid government.
Indifference
to poverty, to domestic violence, to abandoned children, to the needs of the
old.
Making
a mockery of our educational system by defunding its deepest budgetary needs.
Cops—impulsively
mean, brutal and lawless, out of control.
Old
time bigotry dressed up in patriotic garb.
Health
care for all hysterically scorned, fiercely fought; endless attempts to defeat
its survival.
Rank,
unbridled hatred for our president combined with no attempt to accept his
leadership.
Yes,
goodness still exists. Across the scorched landscape there are flickering embers
of decency. But I sometimes feel today, all of the light is going out of us.
©
Timothy Moody
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