Manifest Destiny…

Manifest Destiny…
Noun: a policy of imperialism rationalized as inevitable (as if granted by God)

We say it is our destiny
Predicted by our past.
We state it categorically;
“We will not be surpassed!”
Within the bosom of our lands 
This phrase is most revered;
Though cultures share its meaning
In a way that should be feared…

These words protect, in strangest ways,
Our souls from feeling wrong.
For if it is our destiny? 
We have to come on strong.
We each envision our own way
Of justifying feuds;
The motives tend to all blend in –
As reasoning alludes…

Our rationales precede us
Filled with love and Godly light.
We validate because we’ve read our books –
We know we’re right.
We feel good – for we’ve been taught
We’re special with belief
That firmly states our thinking
Stands with God, who is the Chief…

Assuming that we’re each correct,
We fight with valor – bold.
For in our minds we manifest
The dreams we each behold.
We want to please the ‘One’ who makes
Our days seem more alive –
But who’s to say whose ways are right? 
And who should we deprive?

We state that it is God who holds
Our judgment in the end;
And yet we stand and dare critique,
Demean and condescend…
Somehow ‘our’ special way of life
Prevails over theirs;
And thus it is our destiny
To manifest our prayers…

Why do we have to question
Who is right and who is wrong?
Why can’t we see it matters not
Which culture we belong?
For there is but one destiny
We all should plainly see –
And we are manifesting it   
While shouting our decree…