I was wrong

I was wrong

by Kelp

I thought the world was moving toward peace.
I was wrong.

I thought we were heading in the right direction.
I was wrong.

I thought that violence was the last resort.
I was wrong.

I thought they’d accept me for who I am.
I was wrong.

Not make me feel guilty for merely existing.
I was wrong.

That they’d know that these symbols are offensive to me.
I was wrong.

That they would not pre-judge me before they knew me.
I was wrong.

That they would listen to me if I spoke gently and softly.
I was wrong.

I thought that I didn’t have to justify myself to anyone.
I was wrong.

That reporters purportedly reporting the truth were actually reporting truth, and not their versions of the truth.
I was wrong.

That if my children went to institutions of higher learning, they would receive higher learning.
I was wrong.

I thought I could walk outside and feel safe.
I was wrong.

That I could travel abroad without concern.
I was wrong.

That I could go on-line without a worry.
I was wrong.

I have always hoped that when I leave this world it will be a better place than when I came into it.
But that too is wrong.