The Wrong of the Right (The Right of the Wrong)

The Wrong of the Right (The Right of the Wrong)
by Michael Doyle

Conspiracies accuse innocence of complicity.
It's how inconveniences become simplicity.
Those that do not fit into shame or grace
Are awkwardly hammered into their needed place.

Ugly images shown cannot be left behind.
They instruct the horrors that melt the mind.
Mankind can treat others with banal cruelty.
No one is superior in acting so brutally.

We can pretend that we never did wrong,
But untruths like that don't belong.
Errors are too often the way of humanity.
To say otherwise is the sheerest vanity.

Starved and beaten to brutal extermination.
The truth of this deserves our examination.
Never let it be said that it wasn't this way.
Those who did this surely deserve to fully pay.

Bodies were stacked outside the crematory
As though the business of death were a factory.
To see these things is the crudest obscenity,
It reduces man to the worst forms of savagery.

We can pretend that we never did wrong,
But untruths like that don't belong.
Errors are too often the way of humanity.
To say otherwise is the sheerest vanity.

It beggars the mind, how this is possible.
Evil such as this is more than we are capable.
Outraged, we look and take extreme offense,
While excusing Hiroshima and Dresden with petulance.

There is some truth in calling out the hypocrisy.
The razor's line between the two is incendiary.
I've seen battle, and this is the worst sort of death.
With a startled pause, it takes away my breath.

We can pretend that we never did wrong,
But untruths like that don't belong.
Errors are too often the way of humanity.
To say otherwise is the sheerest vanity.

The German justification rested on history.
Had they won, they believed their superiority
Would be told about as a conquest and glory.
Genghis Khan retold as a modern sort of story.

Coming face-to-face with the horrors that took place.
It's a cold sort of truth and hard to openly embrace.
Motivation can only truly make a difference,
If we hold life as sacred and to be held in reverence.

We can pretend that we never did wrong,
But untruths like that don't belong.
Errors are too often the way of humanity.
To say otherwise is the sheerest vanity.

(c) May 5, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

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