THE UNCOMFORTABLE
They could be living blissful lives
Abundant; wonderful
Instead, they wake each day with plans
To make yours miserable
The little joy you have, they crave
Any contentment, too
They could use their power for good
Instead they target you
Fixated, it seems they are
With anything you gain
Troubled that you have achieved
Your strength, they can’t explain
Baffled, they seek your demise
Void of humanity
What can they do to make you cry;
Increase your suffering?
What can they take, withhold, destroy
What spirit-breaking deed
Will be the straw that finally
Brings you back to your knees?
Your peace often infuriates
Those devoid of light
They scream, and shout, and instigate
Just looking for a fight
The guilt and hatred bound in them
Directs their every move
Uncomfortable, antagonistic
Purposefully cruel
Your presence is a constant look
Into their sin-sick souls
A history of heinous deeds
Of which everyone knows
They see you as their enemy
Deflect their unclean hands
Shirk all responsibility
That true remorse demands
Now, driven by their hardened hearts
They seek to wipe away
The lived, authentic narratives
That color life today
They despise the truth
Its marching causes pain and ache
Exposing lies, opening eyes
And keeping them awake
But never fear; preserve your peace
You need not take the bait
You need not answer foolishness
Meant to infuriate
Evil will destroy itself
And everything it has
Everything it wants and needs
Except, its awful past
Keep your peace, for History
And Truth will never die
Let them rage, it won’t be long
Before they cleanse their eyes
And see how they have wasted time
Wrought their own suffering
By harming the innocent
Who’ve never done a thing
To bring to their lives daily grief
That they’ve thought right and fair
They’ll not see their path led to Hell
Until they’re suffering there
VRWc2023
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