Stand up

 

I am not confused

although the tangled weavings
of dark money
have been cast,
intending to obscure the truth

I am not confused
because the slick conceit of evil
has always been the same,
self-absolving misdirection,
naming scapegoats, casting blame

This isn't what it looks like,
and while we could, perhaps,
go on for another fifty years
or generations, suspended
in the same lies, we also

can always know within
what truth sounds like,
what stands it calls us to,
and how it will support us
as we support it,
and how it moves mountains
and will not be moved.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 1, 2022