THE END OF POLITICAL CORRECTNESS
Who’s going to
and then remake you
into something you have passed through before
yet forged ahead with no notice?
Did you leave a light at every crossroads
and pray for the noise of your shuffling feet
not blow out the glow;
for finding a way to remade is harder
in the dark streets overblown in desert sands
awash in a flash of a forever moment flooded with intolerance.
Can you stand high and safe defining
the moment’s political correctness
and unharness the reality of
what is right yesterday,
well tomorrow is not defined yet for no study has been paid for.
Every definition of a part has an engineering cost,
especially high for them needing a loan
to be made into right yesterday,
and tomorrow soft enough to be told where to stand.
Did you leave that light
at every crossroad you
hopefully, slowly, thoughtfully passed
that you may find your return,
re-turn and remake yourself
rather than have others tell you
who it is you are to become?
© M Durfee