Smile

It’s a chilly wind that blows,

but I still smile.

In a world of cold depravity,

injustice,

and strange delusions,

I see the madness for what it is.

Though powerful forces

would accuse

and drag into the muck,

I will not follow suit.

Yesterday’s wrong answer

won’t justify today.

And so I read their words,

hear their voices,

shake my head at folly,

and still smile.

This was written for Three Word Wednesday.