A few days ago, I decided I would stop talking politics. This isn't because I don't care about them. It's because I realized the constant political discussions were growing more and more heated and I cared more about my family and friends than I did about being right or justifying my vote. Unfortunately, many of my friends continue to argue and this poem was inspired by them.
What Are You Fighting For? (A Poem)
A poem inspired by the ongoing fights following our last presidential election.
Oh how I miss the days
When I could talk to my friends and family all night.
Instead of today, when I’m afraid to open my mouth
Because one unfiltered comment will likely cause a fight.
I wish we could rewind back to a time
When we could hear the voices of dreamers and romantics
Instead of hearing taunting, pessimists and
Nothing but talk of politics.
Oh, what I would give to listen to conversations full of joy and hope
Especially with the holidays approaching and a new year, full of new opportunities, nearly in bloom.
Instead, I have to consider un-following a friend
Because their newsfeed is constantly filled with messages of doom and gloom.
How it saddens me to watch two friends argue over something that has already happened
To the point their differences of opinion become insults.
Is it really worth throwing that friendship away
When arguing is not going to change the results?
As the holidays approach
I realize my Christmas list is once again short this year.
But, near the top of it,
Is having my friends and family remember it is a time to be grateful for what we have and a time to cheer.
For while we may have our differences of opinion
They shouldn’t be enough to tear us apart.
Because, when it is all said and done, we all need and want the same things.
And we realize that truth way down deep in our hearts.
We may feel the need to justify our stances
And prove ourselves right.
But, if it means losing a life-long friend
Does being right really help you sleep at night?
And, let’s not forget, if, at the end of the day
All your friends and family have been shown the door.
Then maybe you really need to ask yourself
If you’ll have nothing to show for it at the end, what are you fighting for?
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StevenHelmer, Thank you for your poem.
In particular, I find realistic how politics is personalized to the individual level. It makes me think of the Woody Allen movie in which he and Diane Keaton's character think that overthrowing one person will change everything. That may be true, since Gandhi said that tyrants rise until they fall, but what about all the layers that can be complained about between that power-holder and the two friends who are arguing their friendship away?
I absolutely love this!!! What a wonderful way of saying something! Thank you so much!