The Loneliest Man Today

Stoic but
Still subject to the eyes against Mersault
They meet him with cries of hate
But for every taunt and every possible
I told you so
There is a Marie who exhibits the fear
That he cannot reveal to us
But behind those kind eyes that echo
The first shall be last and
The last shall be first
Are sadness today
A great sadness
And an Atlas-like concern for his disciples
Who have always believed in him
And the new ones who play for him today

If life were easy he would not go for two feet
Forward—the way his heart progresses
Toward the Radiant and All that is Good
And while the voice softens and weakens
To our ears
There is an unheard message thundering from Zeus
To the lukewarm

But, today You will be either hot or cold
Thou will not escape judgment today

For there will always be those who doubt
Those who are called friends or enemies
Words that mean nothing
While the plain flatlands hang in the balance
In the hands of the new, the old, and young
Ones that are on and are the World’s Stage today,
The simple things we hold true to our heart
Are on naked display for the rest to see
And they shall judge us on our simplicity
And judge us arrogant or self-serving
When it is the Better world we want to serve
But today, you are the loneliest man alive