Things Meant To Be Accepted

I lived with them most of my
life, they were never taken
too seriously as such – or for
granted as much as fey evasion
strategy would allow –

one just got along, somehow
tried to preserve the balance,
the sense of ‘de rigueur’; it was
easier to play nameless patron
than agent provocateur. Like,

how much mileage was there
in dissenting God’s word or
appealing the legitimacy of
corporal punishment instantly
imposed by soulless teachers?

When I became a pedagogue it
was still just as vague – things we
lived with without comment
perhaps never meant to be
challenged – but still so utterly wrong...
© 18 August 2007, I.D. Carswell