There’s a part of me that says I should be raging with anger
Hot with indignation at countless depravities
That’s what I get for paying attention to the news
I should be screaming at lawless plunderers
Who litter our world with torn up social contracts
But I don’t
I let myself linger in tranquility
There’s a part of me that says I should find the beauty of the divine
Slip into a timeless moment and uncover a truth
Hold it up for display and cloak it in magnificent words
But I don’t
I search for meaning and discover mean
Mean politics and people
Who sour the well for everyone
Mean spirited time hoarders
Who have closer relationships to fictional TV characters than to family
I discover vindictive revenge that stabs and rips
Jealous meanness that screams if I can’t have it than nobody else can
So I stop searching to return to tranquility
But I can’t find it now
It seems to have been scared off
Which makes me a little angry
David Trudel © 2013
Ah, David. Sad commentary on an ugly truth.
Tranquility and beauty are elusive quarries in the face of the chaos and terror that dominate the landscape.