Diseased Moral Compass


How tangled and complicated our efforts to face the truth.
Like the seaweed of a lonely shore, we endure this constant return,
the rise and fall of our species’ state of mind.

Hollowed out in the once healthy marrow of Man’s integrity,
the tunnels of our synaptic ventures have forever provided
hooks and twists, bringing humanity ever closer
to the languid exhaustion of effort.

To avoid the pain of lying from loss of effort,
that ever-present awareness of deceitful consequences,
we often couch our expressions with
smiles of duplicity,
body language of control,
and eyes veiled with innocence.

Is it any wonder that our mendacious behavior,
creates internal toxic waste we often purge into a public pollution,
contaminating others with dishonesty’s insidious disease of both mind and body.

Can our deteriorating sentience ever recover
without acknowledging the desperate need for
holding together today’s precarious course toward truth,
the rescue of humankind’s diseased moral compass,
that enigmatic hard wired direction wanting desperately
to remain integrity’s true north?