If the Shoe Fits

We project personal definitions—  
mirrored reflections
creating a double-exposure  
of truth: 'yours or mine'  
'us or them'  

We dissect meaning  
through filtered programming  
convinced what we read  
or how we see a thing  
what it truly means  
In truth  
it means nothing of the sort  
When it comes to politics  
—personal or national—  
it's difficult to distinguish  
what we believe  
from actual truth  
so, we assign our own  
Until the lions have their day  
history is written by the hunter
those wielding power  
Yet, every hunter dies  
eventually, and the lions  
whose nature is unchanged  
—unlike humans—  
have procured a new generation  
So, everything  
changes in time  
That's a guarantee  
Patience is a middle name  
donned by the just—  
those who believe  
So, if the shoe fits  
by all means, wear it  
until the Reaper presents  
your departing ticket  
and the lions remain  
Because despite scheming  
and underhanded bias  
one can never be certain  
another's intent  
was personal insult—  
Especially when it wasn't  
Written by Ahavati
Author's Note
This was originally posted in the NaPo's Prompt Comp: Poetry as Peaceful Protest, Dedicated to Johnny Blaze, April 4th, 2022.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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