TW: Hate speech, US politics
Insanity/Inevitability
I’ve heard insanity defined as
Repeating the same actions
And expecting different results.
If that’s true, then I must be a little bit crazy.
Because not only do I believe that
all people have the capacity for change,
I believe that it’s inevitable.
And maybe that also makes me more than a little naïve,
But, in my lifetime, I’ve learned a lot of facts
And a little about the way the world works.
I haven’t always liked it, but I’ve learned it.
My heart and my head don’t always communicate clearly
So I manage to keep the things I know
separate from the things I believe.
Because, I know…
I know that a boy who,
At fifteen,
Only considers dating a girl
With two all-important qualities –
A tight ass and a great rack –
Will still think that way
As a man of twenty-five,
As a man of forty-five
And until the day
His cock stops working
Which, thanks to the miracle of Viagra,
May never actually happen.
I know that a little girl
Whose mother tells her that
She’ll never truly be happy unless
She marries a rich man
Will crush the hearts of nice guys
Under her stiletto heels
While she searches for a sugar daddy or a pimp.
I know that every single one of us
Has some fucked-up definition of what
Happily ever after means.
I know that forever rarely means forever.
And that it’s my own high standards
And less-than-perfect body
That have led to me spending the last four years
Sleeping alone.
But this is about so much more than just me.
I know that a man
Who uses words like
Cunt, nigger and fag
Will never understand
That equality doesn’t only apply
To people who look and act just like him.
I know that we live in a country
Where half the population
Believes that giving marriage rights to gays
Is a bigger threat to the American way of life
Than poverty, war or terrorism.
I know that the so-called
“Leader of the Free World”
Is nothing but an overgrown child
Finger-painting death and destruction
All over the map
Trying to impress his Daddy.
I know that priests are protected
and pop stars are crucified for identical crimes.
I know that the head of the Catholic church
makes the sign of the cross
with the same hand he once used
to salute Adolf Hitler.
I know that the whole world is a mess
and there’ll never be enough Merry Maids
To even start to clean it up.
if things keep going
The way they’re going
That it’s all going to go to hell
But we’re going to get there on a Concorde jet
Instead of in a hand basket.
But I can still believe.
Because, I am a little crazy
And I am more than a little naïve
And because my heart and my head rarely ever communicate clearly.
So I’m going to keep right on believing
in karma,
random acts of kindness
and happy endings.
I’m going to believe that,
While it’s nice to want to fuck the outside,
It’s even better to love the inside,
And that I’m not the only one who believes that.
I’m going to believe that
If you still have a few bucks left
After you pay your bills and buy groceries
Then you have enough money because
Having more isn’t actually going to make you
Any happier.
I’m going to keep believing that
equality
is more than just a pretty concept.
And I’m going to keep believing that,
In my lifetime,
I’ll be able cast my vote for someone I believe in
Rather than merely choosing the lesser of two evils.
I believe that if enough people
Remember how to believe
And keep nursing this collective optimism
It will grow large and strong
And we will make the world a better place
With words just like these.
But most of all,
I plan to keep believing that
Not only do all people have the capacity for change
But that it truly is
Inevitable.
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