So ready to accept the lie,
so easy to avoid the truth,
never thought that much at all
about the pain or the abuse.
Smile like you like it all
driving its way into you.
Like a dull war,
we never paid attention
while the battle waged
on and on.
You said,
you kept imagining
that it we be better for us
if we just gave up on prosperity
and lived as all equals.
From your gilded cage you liked to think
that you were down there in the crowd,
voice shouting loud,
but you just sung
some radiant melody.
There might have been some disconnect,
between who you are
and what you wanted
and I would have done anything
to make all of your fears real,
but you seemed to think
that truth was something you could change
and after a while it became
obvious that it didn’t matter anyway.
One of your greatest strengths
has always been your imagination.
Able to decide your place
in any room, or city, or nation.
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised,
you picked up yet another
little crusade,
that will probably just fade
and be forgotten by Christmas.
I admit;
I find it adorable
and just a bit perplexing,
to watch you think you lead the charge
and take the fight to your enemies.
I don’t think you have
a single cell in your body
meant for fighting.
This is just a convenient distraction
from all your other problems.
Next year you will tell me
it was all a waste of time
and kind of childish
and I’ll just laugh
and try my best
not to agree with you.
HG – 2017
