The coin

 

I hold a coin, and before flipping it, I ponder

 

The world is not good

 

I tell these stories to make you feel better

 

There are humanitarians and caregivers

 

Men and women of valour

 

There are benefactors, globalists and monsters who sleep well at night, unperturbed at being monsters

 

We are mortals, We wake, work and dream

 

We ache all day and commute with heartbreak and pains

 

As the universe expands, our tolerance and imagination dwindles

 

We are man, broken and ignorant

 

No facades exist here, no light beneath the shadows. We are exactly what we seem

 

Nevertheless, the problem is not only in the ideology but also the methodology

 

Before I flip it, I examine both sides

HEADS:

 

Just people see shades of grey and hesitate to do whats right

 

A lie of omission is still a lie

 

A crime of inaction is still a crime

 

Good men do good for recognition of those within their sight

 

Their good is half measured, born out of convenience rather than necessity

 

Right taken out of necessity should not be the goal we aspire to but look around you

 

It has to be stirred within us; it needs a diatribe

 

That need, that passive feeling to let evil bloom till it is so overwhelmingly obvious is nocuous

 

That when the sins are named, and ignorance is brought up

 

Morality bows to logic yet arguments are long worded, tautological with no substance and vacuous

 

Good men are magnanimous

 

The universe is everything but

 

 

TAILS

Evil, it seeps and crawls

 

Grabbing all within its thrawls

 

Good men find options, good people hesitate

 

Evil is meticulous and calculated; it is the nature of hate

 

It is anything but laggard

 

Always one step ahead, while planning for the far future

 

Men of evil vary yet are united for they are all dastards

 

They are sequacious chthonic and fear the repercussions by covering themselves metaphorically or physically with hoods

 

The worst of men believe they are the best of us

 

The truly despicable... convince themselves they are the greater good

 

 

It lands upright, the overlooked variable

 

IT STANDS:

Hope is immaterial 

 

Without actions, it can never be realised 

 

Truth outshines the darkness, only if it is viewed

 

Our presence and actions make the untouchable real

 

 

Justice is undefeatable

 

Being in the presence of someone who wields it is ethereal

 

Finding someone that pure is almost impossible

 

Becoming that person is a thrill

 

I speak like a man who does not see the world from his abode

 

I think like a man who has never encountered a forked road

 

Evil grows, and good cowers

 

Until it is reversed I say:

 

The world is not good

 

I tell these stories to make me feel better

 

 

SO LET'S FLIP THE COIN.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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Silver_Birch's picture

Thoughts to ponder

Thoughts for us all to ponder. An interestingly presented piece, and certainly a highly topical one!

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Great Line

 

 

It lands upright, the overlooked variable

I love this line. None of the above applies to females - we are angels. 

 

40 weeks ago - U R sooooo overdue for a post. Hoping all is well - slc


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