What Lies Beneath

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Invisible lines
Demarcations of the heart
Oblivious to some
Rigidly held by others
Impositions for many
Deadly for others
Marked // labeled // branded for life
Cast systems remain
Rivers of entitlement
Flow just beneath the surface
Paradigm shift starts
Parana of injustice
Caught from time to time

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

I used a repeated Tanka format for this poem.

Privilege

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Give me comfort not truth
It suits me better and eases my mind
In my fine house
Behind the gate
Just down the lane
I close the door
I don’t feel your pain
Give me comfort not truth
Salve my guilt
Hide my shame
In my fine car I’m not to blame
I drive on…
Can’t be soiled or stained
Give me comfort not truth
Save my soul
Free my mind
As I drop a five in your plate
for the bottom line
I close my eyes
My heart is blind
Give me comfort not truth
Oh… what tangled webs we weave
Don’t tell me you love me
Just please don’t leave
Give me comfort not truth
As I consume Earth’s wealth
Never blinking
Fill me up…
My car, My truck, My boat, My SUV…
…Isn’t life grand!
Give me comfort not truth
Tell me what I want to hear.
God loves me more than he loves you
Maybe next year he’ll help you too
Give me comfort not truth
Vote for me // I’m God’s man
Tell ‘em to get a job
No more helping hand.
We’ll send our young solders to fight in Iran
Give me comfort not truth
My views are always best
ABC & NBC FOX & CNN
I’ll close my mind and just pretend.
Give me comfort not truth
We are the “chosen ones”
We are blessed
We deserve it,
This “Christian Nation”
No aid for them
In their situation
Give me comfort not truth
Could I be wrong?
No, it would be too hard to change
This good life will always stay the same!

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Today at d’verse HA challenged us to look at privilege and how it affects us as individuals and as a society. I wrote this poem a couple of years ago when thinking about this very thing. I came to the conclusion that few want to hear or face the truth. They would much rather be comfortable.

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Success

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What is your measure of success. A high paying job, a big house, fancy car or perhaps fame and fortune. This may be how society labels success, but true success comes from within, not from others.  Jesus told the rich young man to sell all that he had and come follow him. Sounds a little extreme, but what I believe he is really say is look within and find out who you are and what you can do to make the world a better place. Caring and loving family and friends is true success. Money without relationships is hollow and empty. James Taylor said it right in his song. “Shower the people you love with Love, show them the way that you feel…”

Success

Some succeed by accident

others by default

some by entitlement

But those who truly

make a difference

in this world

work hard

follow their heart

know who they are

do it for themselves

not to please others

knowing that success is

all about what you give

rather than what you can get