WEDNESDAY THOUGHTS: POETRY PROMPT --HYPOCRISY

HYPOCRISY 

How can you easily defend what’s over here?

How is your assessment so thorough, and clear?

But, when it comes to the conditions over there

You’re suddenly aloof, confused, and unaware;

So quick to say that “things are not as they appear”?

The only difference, in your view, is who’s at play

What about them, makes the things they do, okay?

If someone else does something similar, or same

You have no trouble with critique, judgement, or blame 

For this, you’re angry and outraged; 

For that, you’re tame

When someone else does considerably less

You puff up haughtily, in self-righteousness 

You have no mercy, nor benefit of doubt

To give to those whose struggles you don’t care about 

This, you make room for; 

That, you put out

It greatly fascinates me, how you have the nerve

To decide what everyone needs, or deserves

Should they gain a foothold; earn their just due

You act as if something has been stolen from you

The subsidies you get, are merely handouts, too

How swiftly; blatantly, you can call this thing out

But for that, you’ve got excuses, passes; doubt

Toward truth, is where the arc of justice bends

Somehow, with you, dispensing justice all depends

On whether you see aliens, allies, or friends.