Feet of clay
Uncovered with shameless delight,
Put on public display for all to see.
Prayers offered halfheartedly,
As smiles of judgment distain subtlety.
While the angry masses cheer, and
High minded pretense crumbles,
Shown paper thin.
Mass media sells the who, what and why,
Without nuance or empathy.
Impatient for summary judgement and quick execution, the crowd with
No sense of responsibility or worry with consequence,
Unembarrassed by hypocrisy,
Or the exercise of power, seek revenge.
In noisy celebration, victory can get out of hand, or become bland,
Turn ugly and threaten utter destruction,
Identified victims become scapegoats,
Once stable walls take sudden falls.
THH
12/12/24
Thoughts Have Hands 