They are the blind who see, they are the deaf who hear and the mute who speak <br />They are the disadvantaged, the disabled and the challenged <br />They feel everything but remain unsure of what it is they have touched <br />They seek God but find evil in practically everything he created <br />Living in the world they imbue themselves with deadly force <br />Thereby condoning the destruction of all living things through apathy <br />They are the dead and dying who hold no spiritual value outside of power <br />Masses of flesh on bone and with no substance of being yet still maintaining <br />They have been given a supreme dominion over all creatures <br />Including those of artificial intelligence and chemical imbalance <br />They sing psalms in a need for relevance but their penitence is out of tune <br />Carrying big sticks they beat the world over the head with love and understanding <br />And then with club feet and iron hands they abuse the privileges of such authority <br />They are the forgotten statues standing in the unfrequented parks of unbiased truth <br />Covered with the defecation of generations who have since migrated for the winter <br />That is now upon us all… <br />They are the blind who see, they are the deaf who hear and the mute who speak <br />They are you and me who have given birth to the childless and barren canvases <br />Of poetic license <br /> <br /> <br />(2007)<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bad-parenting-is-habit-forming/
