Burning Bridges

Racism is as much,
An American way of life.
As denial is to delude and fiction reality.

Leaving many left fearing,
A truth to teach their own history,
As it should be.
Including the sweet and bitter taste of it.
Wishing not to want this way of life,
Including rights I don't even have.
Threatened with changes.
And revealing deceiving lies to hide,
The origin of wrongs to right them.
From where they began,
To examine and end...
Long kept standards to value,
The nonsense of bigoted indifferences.
Who first taught the horse,
Where the water was to drink it?

'Whatever that's suppose to mean.
But...
What would this do,
To images we have lived to symbolize?
And other beliefs,
We have fed upon to feast?
We...
Protest!
So there.
Do your tap dance elsewhere!'

Yes.
Some are blessed with rhythm.
But...
Protest?
Why?

'We can not allow the minds,
Of our innocent children...
Compromised like that.
With a doing to expose them,
To such thoughts taught to teach.
We hold lifetime memberships,
To amusement parks.
And huge high flying balloons,
During Thanksgiving.
That investment alone,
Is critical to our well being!'

Uh...huh?

'And...
You have no idea,
How much we have done our best...
To eliminate truth.
Where ever we go to avoid it told!
We happen to be,
God fearing, law abiding Christians.
And Santa Claus, Mrs. Claus and all elves,
Know this.
All the letters we have received,
From them personally, I might add.
Have been signed and certified.'

And...
You honestly believe,
Your doing of this...
Prevents the increasing evidence,
Of a World wide spreading of mental...
And physical illness?
Not to mention,
Weapons to use as your defense against...
All signs of a growing enlightenment!

'Say what you will.
However...
We will cross that bridge,
When and if ever we come to it!'

Now...
Tell me this,
Which bridge do you refer to?
The one you are burning?
Or the others you have already burned.
To isolate and declare yourselves...
The Chosen Ones.

'I will not stand here,
To listen to your do-do.
And have you insinuate...
We are barbarians attempting to create,
A past to live as savages in caves.
Oh my God.
You folks certainly have,
Your entertaining imaginations.'

No.
Please don't accuse me,
Of insinuating that.
You appear to be conscious.
And intelligent.
But I do question the lack you show,
Of having to use common sense.
You do realize,
Few are known to survive ignorance.

'OH?
So now you assess us,
As being stupid ignorant people?'

I'm just saying...
Who in their right conscious mind,
Would burn down bridges...
To leave behind?
Then complain about others,
Taking away their entitlements.
And a way of life,
That provides them with benefits.
Nowhere else in the World to get.
Because of an ethnic diversity,
Offering them more opportunities.
Than ever before they have had.
Blinded and left unaware of it.
That's nuts!

'And...
Your purpose is to convince all of us,
Is...
What?!'

Forget it.
Here!

'And...
What is that?
If you don't mind me asking.'

One gallon of kerosene.
At these prices,
I could not afford to get more!

'So you do support us!'

I don't want to be accused,
Of being that one you remember...
As the one who attempted to prevent,
Your way of life to destroy.
At your expense.

'Oh yeah.
But you, not we...
Paid for the kerosene.'

This...
I did do.
And to that I am guilty.
However...
Something tells me one day,
You will cover the price...
I paid for the kerosene.
The bridges you have burned.
And so much more!