Ah, the road to hell….
Those on my left and those lingering on my right
to the ones living up their own ass without a shred of light.
Talkin’ trash about my beliefs.
What the hell are you saying? You think I’m evil?
Just because I disagree
AND you talk of understanding those who blow up yards of people
but you won’t take two seconds to understand me.
Apparently, I don’t think right. I’m the problem.
Who is the one climbing on the crucifix?
You think it’s you but it’s always me.
I suffer your derision, your scorn and scrutiny.
Yet you never acquiesce, your cause is just too great.
You don’t care for my position. You can’t possibly relate.
I’m steeped in wrong, covered in incorrect.
I will forever be the self-effacing “X” in the middle of your stampede.
Funny and sad that you want to change me.
Since you are so in love with DiFFeReNCe, as long as it is not from what you believe.
I respect you. At your core, I know you mean well.
But, on our disparities you seem to want to dwell.
Intolerance is gaining ground
and true understanding – retracting from the crowds.
I’m trying to be hopeful but the feeling starts to wane
as it seems a grand inquisitor is born now everyday.