Hubristic Gestures

Politics of division,
With donkey tails and elephant ears...
Are disappearing with any endearing significance.
Yesterday, perhaps.
When a loud snoring indicated a napping continued.
An ideology atop a throne of preached doom and fear...
Fades an aging philosophy.
Mesmerized window dressings,
No longer capture imaginations.

A threshold of change emerges.
Not to be confused with abusive slander.
Once used as a dependable anchor tossed to captivate.
White and black issues attacking the facts...
Attracting conflicts with more attacks on top of that,
Have produced more yawns than substance to adorn.
These movements only do one thing...
Heighten an awareness of massive ignorance!
And surrogates employed to mask,
Only annoy the tasks at hand!

Provoking the birth of a new horizon...
Ensures the invoking of it!
Points of view attributed to ancestors and myths,
Have fulfilled their purpose.
A 'rebranding' of what ends,
To redefine with crumbling rhetoric...
Comes to replace hubristic gestures,
Once thought to be treasured as irreplaceable!
And shattered are those in the shadows,
Of this stagnation being suspended...
Whether or not the affects of it are comprehended.
It does not await for the initiation of debate!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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