New Realization
a new realization—
they live in the clouds,
while I stand here,
two feet on the ground,
facing life as it truly is.
he, the leader,
always comparing there to here,
never seeing the distance between the two,
never noticing how far below
our systems, our resources, our realities lie.
yet he expects there
to move like here,
to run like here,
to bloom like here.
how?
it’s impossible.
everything is different—
wealth,
income,
opportunity,
education,
even the rhythm of life.
every level
is a world apart.
and his followers—
wow.
I don’t know why,
but every time I face them,
my heart aches.
memories of the past,
wounds of the present,
their attitudes,
their words—
everything stings.
God,
please protect me
from the cruel hearts
that linger here,
from the bully
and all who follow him.
