On Moral Relativism Poem by David Welch

On Moral Relativism

A point of view that I first saw
back in my college years
now seems to be quite everywhere,
and that's reason to fear.
That moral relativism
the toxic left promotes
strikes me as at the greatest evil,
and it has made inroads.
You see it in the braying fools
who claim no one should judge,
that all systems are just as good,
"Come on, man. It's all love."
They make excuses for people,
say, "That's just their values.
We should respect their culture, brah."
(Though they won't respect you.)
The only thing they treat like sin
is judging things at all,
for if you disagree with that
the mobs all shout, "Cancel! "

But when I hear the wokies shout,
"It is all relative, "
I start seeing falsehoods the no
sane person could forgive,
For if it is ‘all relative, '
then I must truly ask
is that statement true all the time?
Then it's objective fact.
And if that one thing's objective,
even that single case,
than all things are not relative,
and they're made a mistake.

But deeper than that logic trick
more issues still appear,
and in terms of morality
I think the cost is clear.
Say I broke in and raped your wife,
shot your dog, robbed your pad,
if morals are all relative
then you can't say that's bad.
After all, from my point of view,
these could be moral acts,
claim that it's right to force women,
you can't object to that!
Who are you to say your beliefs
should take place over mine?
Are we not both human beings?
Do we not both have minds?
All of these things are relative,
so you cannot judge me,
no one can say that what you think
beats my morality.

Now some see this scenario
and claim it's quite absurd,
they counter that society
will have the final word.
That what most people agree on
will dictate how it goes,
but there's issue if our morals
simply go with the flow.
Since society is human,
and all humans are flawed,
those flaws will carry over to
our very rules and laws.
Imagine that rapist again,
and in this case let's say
he convinced millions of people
to see the morals his way.
If somehow the majority
felt that rape was just fine,
and passed a law to that effect
would it still be a crime?
If you believe society
can determine what's right,
then they can say, "Let him rape you!
It's wrong to kick and fight! "
And though that seems hyperbolic,
in some countries it's fact,
the Middle East and Africa,
often excuse such acts.
Are the women victims of this
thus wrong to feel the pain?
After all, it's all relative,
people gave their okay!

You apply it to history
and the causes we fought
just fade away into nothing,
and everything is lost.
You think that slavery was bad,
that's just your point-of-view,
you think that women should have rights,
keep that nonsense with you!
How can you say Nazis were bad,
that Jews shouldn't be killed,
since back then antisemite stuff
many German heads filled?
How can you say this stuff was wrong,
morals are relative,
those Germans felt that they were right
in not letting them live.
The Aztecs believed it holy
to pluck our people's hearts,
to judge them wrong by one mind's thoughts,
well, that's a step to far!

The idea that humans can make
up morals all their own
is a mistake of our hubris,
as all of this has shown.
Without greater authority,
without some turn to God,
we only have the law of force,
that's dished out by the rod.
So-called ‘relative morals' bring
a quick slide to despair,
why fight evil in such a state?
Why would you even care?
Why risk yourself for something that
in a heartbeat will change?
And if no one will make such stands,
what will hold back the pain?
What will defeat all the Stalins,
the Hitlers and the like?
Men won't die for a confused mess,
they will die for what's right.
Without the moral absolutes
that only God can make
there is no fight for what matters,
since what's good? Who can say?
I even think I'd go so far
as putting out the call,
without a higher source you can't
claim you're moral at all...

Friday, April 12, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: morality,wisdom,truth,political,philosophical,society,humanity,rhyme,god
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