UPSIDE DOWN

The world sometimes chooses to turn upside down
And there’s nothing we can do except to watch it
Tumble and throw away everything in it
And pray it would right itself again somehow
Before more people get hurt
Before real damage is done.

Sometimes it’s just temporary
Like madness that eventually gives in to sanity
But sometimes it can be permanent
Like the scars that attach themselves to our hearts
To remind us of the choices we made
To make sure we won’t forget.

So we watch as our convictions are tested
As truths are twisted and trampled upon
And lies are validated as though they were facts
And the losers celebrate as if they’ve won
And the villain is cheered like a hero
In a story that venerated deceit.


//Sherma E. Benosa
22 November 2007; 4:55pm