Delusions Of Grandeur Poem by DM W

You claim the right to free expression,
But I only hear the cacophony of words.
You worship at the altar of the secular
Whilst pouring scorn on the sacred.
You revel in your spurious rebelliousness,
But you don't suffer the birth pangs of creation.
You blindly strengthen the status quo,
As you caricature the culture of the other.

You crave immortality in the blink of an eye
But to me you are mere insects reaching for the stars.
You believe in a shining happiness for all,
But you will not share the bread and wine.
You believe that your purifying love will save the world
But you don't see the worms at its core.
You proclaim a 'brotherhood' of man
But exclude those that are not born into ‘light'

You extol the fruits of democracy,
While you bless the might of the military.
You like to preach that the pen is mightier than the sword
Indeed it is: the poison of propaganda spreads far and wide.
You weave wondrous worlds from myths & dreams,
But you never stir our critical faculties.
You may think that you are gilded guardians of peace
But you are not fit to proclaim the prophecies of the Dove.