One could argue. But why? Does it make any sense
To sound off to a brick wall that’s hot to the touch?
Walls of all kinds get built and reheated each time
There’s the feeling that there’s someone’s tree one must climb.
If one wins in an argument, does that mean much?
When life crosses the line, things can get quite intense.
Where is rightness or wrongness? Does God point the way?
If the One God could make up its mind… maybe so.
But one god tells the other god, “Damn you this day,
Because my god commands you to do it Our way.
If you don’t, then to hades your dark soul should go.”
It’s no wonder this world is caught up in dismay.
One could argue for righteousness and for world peace
As did many before us throughout history.
There’s a frankness in fervor for what one holds true.
Our diversity quandary is nothing new.
Many minds mitigate manifold mystery
In attempting to sort out which rightness must cease.