We Rage

 

In the dying light,

we rage,

as we were told to do,

by Dylan Thomas.

Perhaps we didn’t follow

the directions.

 

If we are to rage,

then let us do so

for the good of the many,

that haven’t seen the light,

and not look back on our follies,

but on our grand achievements.

 

Let us rage for the right

reasons, not out of some

long archaic duty to an

antiquated notion of Puritanical

mores or beliefs. Let us rage

for the future and the light just emerging.

 

As aged people, on our death beds,

we should look back with pride

at what our rage has wrought,

for the betterment and progression

of all people, rather than how well we

stuck to Dogmatic traditions of the past.

 

Rage against the darkness,

rage against those who refuse to

embrace a future where being

closed minded is the biggest sin

and the worst shame of all.

Rage for a future.

 

Don’t waste your rage on what has

been done, use it for what can be.

Do not become an old crone in bed,

with eyes tearful with regret in your death nells,

for raging in favor of a dying past,

instead of a full and hopeful destiny.  

 

Rage, Rage, for the emerging light.