When Did Wrong Become Right?

 

In the equation seven plus three equals eleven

Eleven appears somewhat strong,

If you said eleven is wrong then you are right,

Seven plus three equals eleven is wrong.

Somewhere in that verse are right and wrong,

Actually there are two wrongs and a right,

“Two wrongs don’t make a right,” someone once said

But these days the wrong definitely takes the limelight.

There was a time when this issue was clear

Certainly far clearer than it is today

But with the advent of the intellectual

Alternative facts are now holding sway.

The recipe for confusion is now in our hands

Particularly if you went to university

And what is worse at this particular time

Are the many scholars with a (Ph.D.).

There was a time when a Ph.D. was scarce

But today there’re like the summer rain

And the more academic our scholars become

The more they are inclined to be insane.

Our legislators are learned men

Mostly elected by the majority vote

Such that “The majority rules is a fallacy”

A clearer look would suggest that is a misquote.

The majority rules in the election

For therein is the stamp of a democracy

But thereafter democracy goes into hibernation

And policy is determined by a minority.

 

And not all of the elected have the same weight

For some are more equal than some,

It all depends on which side they sit

Whether the losing side or the side that won.

Just a few determine what’s right and wrong,

They determine the laws of the land

And depending on what side they woke up on

It could go right or wrong on the other hand.
 

Right’s bookmark is oft repudiated

And a strong stance is taken for the wrong,

The Bible is deemed archaic and outmoded

And replaced by the wrong and strong.

When did wrong become right?

The matter of the fact is that it never did

But the academics of our time and age

Have from our view the Bible hid.

“It’s a book of myths and legends,” they opine

Full of fairy tales and amusing fables,

Read it as you would any another book

But do not be misled by its so-called miracles.

When did wrong become right?

From the day that Adam and Eve had sinned,

That was the origin the Bible explains,

The question “Hath God said?” is the place to begin.

Back then the right was as clear as clear can be

But wrong intruded and blurred the lines

Then wrong appeared right and Eve was confused

And so to the wrong she was inclined.

From that moment wrong had an advantage

Exacerbated by the nature of man

Who was inclined to formulate his own idea of right

Even if it conflicted with God’s sovereign plan.

From then till now it has really mushroomed

Leaving us bewildered in its wake

Faced with the question we have in this poem

When so much in this life is at stake.

The ayes have it; that’s the way it pans out

A lot of talk of not much content,

The question is posed and the vote is called

And wrong becomes right as the original intent.

Two men: the right to form a family

With the right to raise someone’s child

Two women: the right to a marital union

With all of its conjugal ramifications applied.

“When did wrong become right?” I ask again,

When did we become so deluded?

At sensitivity’s death and at conscience demise

When all that used to be right was openly disputed.

When we got to know better or so we thought,

When accumulated knowledge got to our head,

When winning a seat made us brighter than most

And we exchanged our humanity for divinity instead.

When university became an end in itself

And its graduates strutted around as having reached,

That moment when a little knowledge makes one mad

And basic commonsense was totally breached.

 

When children took over and parents stepped back,

When anarchy presided in the home,

When teachers appeared powerless to stem the tide

And schools became a veritable war zone.

When the church flirted with a confused world

Convinced that the grass was greener that side

And its leaders like politicians suddenly arrived

Raking in millions while some members merely survive.

“When did wrong become right?” I reiterate,

When sympathy and empathy gave way to greed,

When a people that once regarded God

Become like in Noah’s day a despicable breed.

Is there a chance of there being any hope?

Not if we continue on this precipitous slope,

For wrong seen as right is worse than dope

And once blind leads blind all will continue to grope.

Return to God’s instruction and evil eschew

Stop following the multitude who after wrong pursue

God’s instruction manual is available to you

Let it fix your eyes and correct your view

Then the eyes would have it; the correct view that is

Of wrong and right from God’s own view,

In this world of the blind your vision will be clear

And you’ll walk in the light of what you once knew.

“When did wrong become right?” the sixth time I ask

Though the question implies a misnomer,

The only wrong that was right is in your mind

It’s time to stop and let God take over.

Stewart Russell © 2017