This "poem", "essay", or whatever "it" is, is something I wrote earlier this year. I posted it under my wordpress blog "The Mad Ramblings of a History Teacher". I don't know if it quite fits into your blogging community, but it expresses my present state of mind; which hasn't gotten any better this summer. Now the things I want to write and discuss go beyond the scope of my "education" blog, and they are not what my friends and family on facebook want to hear. So I am looking for a place of logic, sanity, ...reason.
My whole life I thought I was never smart enough to talk with the "big" boys about world matters. I kept thinking just wait; get a little smarter, read a little more, learn a little more, and your time will come. Well, now I am almost 50; the social media has exploded all around me, and everyone has an opinion on everything. Public and private "big" boys all have the solutions to the world’s problems, but no one can agree. And I am not sure that they’re all that much smarter than me.
...... And the drum taps, taps, taps away.
On one side, the people let you know that if you don't agree with them, you are the "devil" who has lost your soul to.... some one... To who?.. Now that’s not always clear. I think it's to whatever evil is “it” at that time (or something like that).
....And the drum thumps, thumps, thumps away
On the other side, the people look down on you if you don't agree with them, and you are just an ignorant "so and so". You must have just come out from under some rock to stick in your two cents to muddy up the waters.
.......And the drum beats, beats, beats away
Of course, I used nice language, that's something neither side has managed in the last decade or so, and oh don't forget to bring in religion that always helps. The problem is I sometimes don't recognize the religion. I can't find the rules I was taught as a child, and I hear things I don't remember being said in church.
........ And the drum bangs, bangs, bangs away!
Now it may be too late for all of us, no one is listening to reason anymore; it has drowned in a sea of insanity. .......
And the drum, the sound of the drum is lost ... in the crashing waves.