Calibration

Calibration         

Intuition fails us

When we act in haste

Forestalling the inevitable

Instigating a predetermined reaction

I can never forget

To forgive

For the sun that rises on hate

Seldom relinquishes the minds commands

We are at war now

Whether we know it or not

There will be casualties

Of our willful blindness

The cataract began long ago

Out of retaliation

Petulance

Oil fueled inebriation

We awaited the sentence

Of our self-imposed calculation

Timed to coincide

With intellectual and moral superiority

And now we await

Salvation

Justification

The rule of law

As the sycophants rejoice

At the enemies lament

Embracing revenge

At the tip of the sword

History is written

In the embers of a dream

Steam of the teacup

Modulating on yellowed parchment.