The Rejected Man Stumbles

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The Rejected Man Stumbles
by Michael Doyle

The rejected man stumbles back into the darkness
Filled as he has become by this life's harshness
He had been helpful and knowledgeable in his ways
And though ill-tempered, he was useful in his days

Science, too, is useful but is a monster in its well
Because we can, not should, find in it a cautionary tale
It is not something truly meant to be used with intemperance
Instead, it must be approached slowly, not with impertinence

It's an infidelity to God to test life with unkindness
But cruelty is common in a world filled with blindness
It's only the honest person who holds pain acceptable
We are accountable for treating God's creations less than capable

But even those in position often hold prejudices of man
As though somehow immune through living in disgrace as they can
Some forget that God has the last words in everything
And now even fortunetellers know what tomorrow truly brings

II.

To live life is to often become subjected to its grief
As we come to terms with death and that it has no relief
Mankind is helpless in the face of the final face of death
Though it is that we seek to evade it with our last breath

Some seek to live life with nobility and right intention
To do this, first and foremost, is to pay the utmost attention
Though this might anger some who have attained learned positions
God encourages the question for knowledge without impositions

Seeking after knowledge should not be any cause of enmity
It is such seekers of truth that seek out needed remedies
It is said that the pursuit of truth will set man free
It is in trusting the yoke of God that man is truly set free

Experts and tyrants hold all challengers accountable
As if realizing questions asked become insurmountable
Argument, however wise, is said to serve to undermine
The status quo that has mysteriously become as if divine

All questions become held as venomous to the system
And all the trouble isn't for truth but against them
To stand against consensus is seen as foul arrogance
This must ended miserably by those keeping their governance

Yet, we rage; rage against this abomination
Rage, rage! Against those who live life in appointed stations
Rejecting those who dare to look and see differently
And live by their inner voices and are not ruled by the majority

To these, the pursuit of other than truth is an aberration
Of the throne inherited by man steadfast in our dedication
To pursue those things that God Himself has made
Undaunted by those higher up, who live life yet as if afraid

The full moon of this world is swallowed easily by the clouds
As its shine reminds us of the vulnerability of the proud
Who, if only, we would learn to tame and hold our tongues
Would not have as many lessons to learn while we are young

We find ourselves struggling in our sources of shame
With the worse part being the knowledge that we are to blame
While the wise voice, as conscience is, urges to be tranquil
We must seek the true solutions alone to our worse travails

(c) October 27, 2023 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
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