I
must admit, I must profess,
I
didn’t always comprehend,
The
level to which their mind control,
Did
encompass and extend.
You
may demand, and rightly so,
To
know of whom I speak,
To
put a name to the graven face,
Who
choose fear to mould the weak.
When
truth be told and voiced aloud,
We
didn’t make it hard,
Because
when we bathe in ignorance,
All
courage do we discard.
The
courage to care when others fall,
To
not look away and cower,
To
recognize that ‘they’ are us,
And
next they’ll be climbing our tower.
I
was one, but never more,
Because
others helped me see,
I scaled the ramparts of my fear,
And
confronted my own mediocrity.
So
what was once hidden from my mind
And
camouflaged from my view,
Now
stands erect and crystal clear,
A
bastion of the truth.
It
would be easy to look upon those still sleeping,
And
cast my insult and derision,
Much
harder the task to help them see,
And
form their own opinion.
And
yet you still ask ‘who are the ones
Who
wield fear to control the masses’?
Who
convince you that your lying eyes
Are
blind to all that for reality passes?
The
truth you seek so desperately,
Will
only truly be revealed,
When
you are prepared to confront yourself,
And
to your own fear and indifference not yield.
The
power to live as one desires,
Will
always reside within us.
The
strength that epitomizes the human soul,
Will
always be victorious.
My
request, therefore, in these dark times
Is
to not blindly believe what you are told,
But
to question, challenge, and rationalize,
Be
strong, be brave, be bold!
For
strength will always hold your stead,
And
courage will always their lies deter,
While
boldness will a beacon shine,
And
forever help you prosper.