In A World of Thoughts and Other Misgivings
by Michael Doyle

In a world of thoughts and other misgivings
There is a lot of hurt in need of forgiving
Not just for you or for me, but all it seems
There are just too many fragmented dreams

Too many people have been swept into disbelieving
With so much evidence that our eyes are deceiving
The conundrum is more than in the eye of the beholder
And yet less harsh than told by our media scolders

Like moths to the camera's flame, we cannot name
Yet seems far too predestined to burn in its flame
We're all on the verge until the very bitter end
When what we could use is at least one true friend

Quite a bit of the evil is in the complacency
Indifferent people who forget to act with decency
It's so easy to remain shadowed in a quiet majority
Fear of the barbarians brings us to our own barbarity

Some say it's often a desired narrative of equilibrium
That fears to speak up for fear of causing disruption
And humanity must speak up in recognition of the resolution
To spring to mind as the presupposed, needed solution

It's a matter of artistic and logical necessity
That when we see wrong, we must speak up, even if quietly
The swan-geese honks aloud to bring about the empathy
It fills the void to speak up against a sort of normality

That accepts less than we ever really could or even should
That is, you know, if we are to ever have what is good
It is these challenges that strengthen our sense of morality
To do less is to bring certain end to our declining humanity

(c) March 1, 2024   Michael Doyle
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