the sabotage of gods

the gods sabotage themselves.
tired of being different
in a world where mediocrity
is prized above all else.
I have seen your radiance
as you shade and jade it,
pretending to be nothing,
pretending to be grey remnants.
it is difficult to be deific.
painful to rise above the muck.
we are our most comfortable
when we are nothing extraordinary.
it is easier that way, that path
of fieldstone and failure.
the allure of artificial urgency.
the gods sabotage themselves.


William F. DeVault.  all rights reserved.