It’s never quite clear if it is as it appears to be,
Veneers of words and illusion work very well.
The mechanics and machinery of opportunity,
Hasten any sole reservations into acceptance.
An accelerated push towards this betterment,
Yesterday’s new world, cast away before dusk.
History’s actions written in snatches of brevity,
Preened and presented in this tidy new order.
One wonders if certain events really happened,
The reinvention of what never really was before.
No longer is absolute truth held in high esteem,
A dry-cleaned version may suffice circumstances.
Idealistic challenges test and try personal resolve,
What was once wrong is now right and acceptable.
Proclivities of the absurd and aberrant dominate,
Dramatic changes now redirect entire references.
Traditions and values are fast becoming defunct,
One keeps one’s own faith and ways under a hat.
Future generations will regard today as antiquated,
Old teachings presented in a modern assemblage.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 31/05/2015