A Tragic Loss of Self

A Tragic Loss of Self

I welcomed it into my life today, as it made things so simple and clear,

My moral compass now aims true, my path is noble, and backed by God.

I see no gray, right is right, and wrong is wrong.

There is no doubt about the rules, just strictly follow to be happy.

There is no need to think too hard, what is right is now self-evident.

So I dug my heels in deeply, and determined not to surrender my new beliefs,

As the blood flowed out uncontrollably from the wounded.

I spoke with absolute certainty and with undeniably objective truth,

As the bones of the little ones were crushed beneath the wheels.

I argued my defense and eviscerated my opponent with logic and proof,

As grief overwhelmed the mothers whose cries filled the sky.

My flag wraps me in comfort and my God stands with me, 

As I release all responsibility and lay blame squarely upon the other.

My people are inherently worthy, while the others are not,

As the last remnants of compassion and mercy drain from my being.

I stand firm, like the noble statue that I have become,

Strong and fearless,

They call me Rigor Mortis.