Hindsight

My anxiety surprises me: I'm every way but apathy
and I toil as I boil in my blood with secret savagery.
You might wonder what a blunder in my mind might shine like
but at times it's fire but a pyre in endless haunted night.

I envision emerald cities where the people know no cruelty
and what I see is jaded people who demand it like a feast.
If your hungry why don't you eat you can take your pound of flesh from me
just let me light your soul on fire so your heart opens and you see-

That venomous, vindictive viral viciousness vexes the venerable mind
it's better to sweetly sip serenity and sooth oneself from slime
that gets in you young yeoman: yes! you youthful midgets on giants-
Rich with things and wants but poor in inner silence.

Even the smartest person's dumb sometimes to things that aren't smart
there's nothing that can't be fixed but let's get a start-
Because you people who say you love
and value equality and fairness
are in your own way hateful and blind to sharing-

A view that's not yours a laugh that's foreign too-
I hate to say: nothing because I don't hate: I speak the truth.

I'm running out of steam so I will leave you with this:
To truly love the world you must forget yourself 'cause moments like that are bliss.