These heroes we have,
don’t look too closely at them–
if you do,
you’ll see villains.
it paints a romantic picture,
but stare at that picture long enough
and you realize
it’s an optical illusion.
We build these narratives around these people,
that they were more than they were.
I suppose it inspires hope in children,
but as we grow up,
we see the illusions,
and the propaganda.
She’s a tricky bitch,
We judge one side,
and make the other side false idols.
Our culture likes to change the stories–
make them fit in,
make them digestible ,
they just end up being romanticized lies
So good luck
pulling the weeds.
This garden here is full of fake flowers
and so many weeds to sort through.
So if you do find am untarnished blossom,
you might never find another.