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I’m not looking for hollow adulations,

but tacit acknowledgement and appreciation,

that I am doing what I can

in this (shit storm) situation.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

A lot can happen in one day,

or even in a few minutes, within a day.

Things can come together,

or fall apart.

Lives can change,

good and bad.

The phone rang again.

I answered.

She said it was good news.

I was confused.

(We all have a different perspective…)

I was presented with a problem,

and a distinct lack of choice.

What I was being told to do was an impossibility,

but how could I say no?

Words jarred, clashed and clanged inside my flushed, rising temperature head.

So, I said: “Thank you for letting me know…”

without actually saying I’d do as expected.

Good bye.

I guessed it meant I’d be on my own from then on,

with a target on my back.

Hollow, somewhat gutted,

I felt free.

 

Was it defiance,

or opportunism?

Solidarity undermined,

for sure.

Moral treason?

… Maybe there was a good reason.

Sport, politics, human life,

competing ideologies,

competing interests,

does anyone ever truly win?

Perhaps we all rather lose.

 

Politely declining an invitation

that I know is wrong.

Praying, listening to the voice within,

obeying my moral imperative,

doing the right thing.

Unexplainable, perhaps,

incomprehensible,

but totally justifiable

to myself.

And that

is what matters.

 

Yeah. Do the right thing. Be the real thing. Yeah, yeah, yeah. The snow needs to be unquestionable, not like Canberra baloney sleet.

So tired of doing the right thing and not getting the right outcome.

Sigh, I’m one of those people who intrinsically feel compelled to do the right thing. Some people are motivated by lust, some by greed, some by attention, some by laziness: they all seem to get what they’re after, one way or another, their soul urges them into life paths where their needs/wants are gratified, whatever the cost. Not so for the “right thingers”. No matter how many minor internal fleeting satisfactions we get out of not littering, switching off unnecessary appliances and being kind to others, we always get frustrated because there is so much else which remains fucked in this world. And we always get waylaid, cast asunder on a digressionary path of distraction and confusion and complication, trying to do the right thing, each simple step of life’s journey, taking us somewhere unplanned as our goals and dreams slip away, sacrificed for the common good of humanity, your parents, your children, your community, we get used and abused by people who will happily tie us to a stake when the modern incarnation of the witch craze comes a-calling. We get spat out.

So tired of doing the right thing and seeing others dump their kitty litter in my backyard.