Doubt
Heard your doubts
All you do is dream of doubt
Lurking shadows the only thing that you can trade
What really lurks beneath that innocuous façade
Your motives as clear as the off shore tax havens in which you bathe
The veneer is worn away, skulls and atrocity behind your spotless grin
Still you writhe within pure doubt
Whilst you glimmer in light are you some despotic apothecary
This is no bureaucratic stipulation or sinister cabal
but flesh and blood and humanity
Compassion up in smoke, just facebook posts espousing democracy
Empires built upon borrowed debt
But you doubt to dream
Is it right to be two ways
a smile and polite small talk at day
but at night, at night fevers and nightmares conspire
To leave you in no doubt
Far simpler to grin and bear it
The sight is hard to share
Sometimes you must stand to the side of right
even if you are alone
Forestall the knowledge that is doubt
Lost in a forest, does power mean destruction
Information has no discrimination it talks to all
the flow constant but rarely accurate
it harbours the criminals of intellect
hijacking reason, held hostage by rage
But still you cling to doubt
Pure and virtuous but that’s all made up
the only truth your lies
Sinewy muscle toned for despair
dark corridors you mentioned in tirades against reason
Doubt is just shock in disguise
©John de Gruyther 2014
There is so much raw truth in this poem. The last line really gets to me – every time I’ve had doubt, I now realise it comes from shock, and the subconscious denial that things must change. I know they must, but I have never recognised that until now. Thank you for the wonderful poem!
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