Written circa 1976
That ugly mire of slime,
Slithering, surrounding society
Like a toxic smog, obscuring vision and perception
From the warmth and clarity of understanding.
Fed dutifully at a mother’s breast,
Flowing, as a river, into the sea of life.
Resolutely guided by a father’s hand,
Seeping, with determination,
Through the layers of our innocence.
Born of ignorance,
Emboldened by anger,
Perfected with fear.
That subtle yet hostile enemy
That kills understanding and charity.
Like a knife sunk deep into the heart.
Inexorably…twisting and tearing flesh and sinew;
Allowing life-blood to drip away,
Without a tear,
Without a trace of remorse,
However despised the word, yet
Practiced by the prideful.
Consciously or subconsciously condoned.
Infecting, creeping unchecked,
Fouling and killing the soul of society.