Man Wasn'T Meant To Trudge On For Ever In The Mire Poem by Erhard Hans Josef Lang

Man Wasn'T Meant To Trudge On For Ever In The Mire



People can never stand to admit that times have changed
And that time had come to do away with the old decrees.
'Wouldn't it mean to admit our fathers
who initiated the decrees were wrong? '

The communists didn't get over their Stalins and Lenins,
until dissatisfied hordes of their people finally
came to slash all of them off their feet.

While it could have been so easy: just to get together and,
coming to the conclusion
something completely new had to be started,
a whole new world of a system,
to decide to make it happen
that from the following day on
it will be orange where
red had been the color of the day -
for a well-founded try.

But no! : 'wouldn't it be equal to a slap in the face of
our elders who had founded the current principles? '

Imagine they'd come and legalize all of a sudden things
that their fathers for some reason had prohibited by law,
and many, many citizens, over time, had gone to jail
for breaking that law,
although they now had all the best reasons
to revoke the old ban,
still they wouldn't do so, against all better insights and
insider advices of their time,
not because they were bad,
not because they didn't care,
but because....
- not only of the dreaded numbers of culprits
possibly to be indemnified -
but because they just can't 'admit that
how their fathers had handled things was plain wrong.'

But what they don't know, all
those who argue like that, is:
their very fathers would have most probably,
supposed they had lived in their own days,
made exactly these changes
required by the altered needs of time,
that they are not ready to make -
in the names of themselves, their fathers.
Their fathers were visionaries, revolutionaries and human adventurers.

They are but cowards, boot lickers, and an unprogressive lot.

The day these obnoxiously stubborn ones of today will meet up in heaven with their fathers,
their fathers will look down on them.
They had not understood the latters' messages at all.

Stalin, in heaven, might want to make friends rather
with the ones who toppled the Berlin Wall,
than still to pose in heaven on and on,
to be praised evermore by those stubborn
blind-folded estranged foolish
heroes from the latter days
who had imprisoned a once great soul to
its corpse on a changing earth without far-sightedness.

Now this is something that applies,
not only to the communists, now gone,
but to many many other factions, sects,
religions, ideologies amidst the miseries of today's world.

If something is practically just
not good to any people on the globe,
then it ought to be eventually discarded
and done away with as something wrong
and to be overcome,
whatever it might be what had been said or
written once by those who lived in another time and age.

On what is the will to change for better to be based?
On God's pledge to fulfill himself by becoming Man.
God's hands seem to have got tired
from all the kneading to shape His man.

Man, why don't you want to meet our God
midways and be of help in His endeavor! ?

Remember, God doesn't need you to make himself better,
but you could need Him, to overcome your cowardice,
to stand up and start something better,
in the face of your smiling forefathers.

Man, learn to discern what is good with your traditions,
and does no harm,
from what had been misunderstood,
and needs to be changed,
and act accordingly -
for the better of our whole human lot.

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