SuperNova Afterglow: End Of Days

The Cause, The Effect

Injustice is how you ignore
true self, politely obeying a righteous cull

We, the crusaders (denied downtrodden),
ignorant social justice warriors,
step over the suffering to get at other ailing,
more downtrodden, like us,
to lift up --
until we see their faces like mirrors,
broken but somewhere inside hide --
imagine we piece together,
realize in this process -- different --
hold the broken parts like our DNA
near our hearts.
Does it actualize?
Without acknowledging what we fail reconstruct,
pieces of ourself we spared to fix
one day,
lost in the fray as crusaders
who fight for the rights of the downtrodden
just like us;
but, can't get back, won’t fight
for the broken pieces,
mirrors of our souls to reconstruct.

I think we are all broken in some way, but
it’s easier to do for others than for ourselves.
as in this process of heroism,
it feels like self-healing.

Take time for you, too.
Supermen are fiction.
Vulnerability and fallibility are linked
to your humanness.