Tinder Box

How did we get here???

Wedged in the tinder box,
and we know not where
safety resides, but it is not here.

We wait.
The moment is upon us
when we shall have to choose
where we side,
how we react
to the world around us.

We draw lines,
hurl insults,
spread lies,
and assign blame.

We refuse facts,
cling to half-truths,
don our blinders
and throw boulders.

It does not matter who we hit.

Only that our efforts
hit a target.

We add logs to the pile,
tinder is accumulated,
frass is soaked in accelerant.

The pyre has been built.

It is us.

Just waiting for the match.