Today’s word is “lese majesty” ... leez maj-uh-stee ... an attack on any custom, institution, belief, etc., held sacred or revered by numbers of people. (Dictionary.com)
Still
In every corner, hill and dale,
Traditions live and breathe,
And hold the fraying fabric,
Of all we have achieved.
Lese majesty is hovering,
Above the good and great,
Reaching, grasping for it’s share,
To change the course of fate.
It did not plant or gather,
The fruit of labor’s tears,
Yet would destroy this bounty,
With tales of baseless fear.
What new crop would grow here,
By what hand would we be fed?
Those who’d change the future,
Have left those words unsaid.
Stridently they boast and cheer,
Hoping to sway the crowd.
The crowd has fallen to its knees,
Yet remains unbowed.
A greater good is calling,
Wisdom from within,
And in the end will triumph,
Over the might-have-been.
Anne Selleck
Copyright 2019
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