Prose - The Fiction of Relevance

What is the answer
To the question?
To the protestor
Goes the fiction
Of relevance
Of common cause
Of change
Of greed’s pause
As if anyone cares
That the hand
On the sign
Makes a stand
In the square
While others
Steal life
From our brothers
And to you
Goes the bill
As the peculiarity
Of your will
To ignore life
And believe
Any word
As you achieve
A catatonic state
Preferring orders
Instead of thought
With borders
Of truth
Never crossed
Lest the horror
Of a lost
And dull mind
Confirm
The frail
And infirm
Principles
Once spoken
Now ignored
And broken
Into pieces
On the sidewalk
Where the determined
Stalk
With their admonitions
Of how our fears
Are played out
Through the years
To this day
While you accept your fate
And respond
To hate
While others
Sworn to mediocrity
Preach to the doomed
About immorality
And judgment
Intended to silence
Exclamations of right and wrong
In the face of violence
Committed by rational mad men
With lies so profound
Even a cynic could believe
The holy sound
Of God
And country
And freedom
And destiny
To rule
And invest
Regardless of sovereignty
In our national interest
A zero-sum game
Where we will not lose
And those we demonize
Will perish unless they choose
To acquiesce
To our mission
Blessed by the God
Who we imprison
Inside gilded cages
To be released
At man’s choosing
For the deceased
As we bow our heads
Praying for a soul
That never had a chance
To protect what life stole
From the poor
And the weak
That promised inheritance
For the meek