Practice what you preach (Poem)
It seems for many of us
we are enslaved to engaging in debates
reflecting on our helpless case
as we negate and abrogate.
Though most the time its hard to say
whose are who’s views, glued to news frames
that are framed around tricks, and fabricate
to induce manic, and panicked states
Yet rather than admit to our mistakes
that some sketches need be erased
its almost like an e-race, to say
who had scored most points that day.
When people talk of praise and faith,
of prophets and their Godly ways,
they talk of hope and speak of change,
yet few wish good and walk their ways…
Instead of peace and friendly gaze
they preach crusades and fan the flames
each take their turns on the center stage
enraging through their hyper states…
As some may tease to soothe their plagues
or brand yours as a foolish faith
and others might mock, and jeer and rave
unlike the rocks, that steer the waves
As were the cavemen of older days
few are Abel to restrain the Cain.
weak emotions generate degenerates
allowing anger to invade our space.
Being a push over is not the same
as learning when to pull away
for we first drive slow with learner plates
if guided not, we’re led astray
Forks in the roads can make some wait
as some may risk a change in fate
and even if they don’t change things
Its hard to escape those worth emulating
Patience and goodness are activists
more so than acts of fits by anarchists
our values are the trophies, we hand our kids
so take care in how you handle it.
Steady is the journey, over the bridge
as we all cross paths, with ways to give
so as you like to live, let others live
until only the pure filter through the sieve.