complacency isn't ubiquitous.
obviously
resistance exists
sufficient to lash out
with passion
equal to
the evil it attacks.
symbolic target's destructions,
meaningless
to blinded masses;
who, as usual, react
with horror
but never
question why.
reasons exist for resistance.
inevitably
hindsight's 20/20
discerns villian from victim;
in the meanwhile
propaganda
points
a crooked finger.
mindless ignorance seeks retribution
over Truth, or
logical consequence.
military-industrial icons
brought down;
yet so few
dare to realize
we are terrorized by our own policies;
by politics adhered to
tho not understood.
content with our standard of living;
disregarding
the circumstance it creates,
we stand appalled by response
to our First World arrogance.
obviously
complacency isn't ubiquitous;
just the American Way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem