Wednesday, March 2, 2016

"Good Intentions Are a Hall-Pass Through History"

Accountability used to mean something but 
I have watched it dissipate 
To vapor and mist A parody 
Of its previous self 
Lost in the shadowland Now 
Darkly negative vaguely meaningless 
Revenge and retribution and justice 
These are the new faces 
Accountable 
Hides behind lurking in the shadow 

We have assigned it a power 
It does not deserve We made it 
A monster and now 
Timidly cower before it 
Desperate to escape tearing claws 
Bob and weave, twist turn and duck 
Out of terror we create new 
More insidious monsters that can hide 
In plain daylight
Masquerading as virtues 
And these in truth are far more 
Treacherous than the monster we do fear 

To the one in the shadows we gave
A ferocity it did not deserve while 
Those in the light we cloaked 
In decency they did not possess 

He had good intentions 
They tried their best 
She meant well 
I only wanted to help 

New language we made to let 
Ourselves feel virtuous for once Just 
This once There's no harm
But as we strengthen this language 
We feed the beast we've created Drive 
Accountability farther into the dark and 
Inflating intention, meaning, trying into heroes 
That can vanquish the demons 
Doubt and insecurity and self-hate
Haunting us But

We are running headfirst into a trap we made ourselves.  

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