Magnificent and Malignant Other

Malignant and Magnificent Other,
I must admit in this moment sway of peace and waves of grandeur,
That I misjudged you,
I mistook your malice as a defect in your character, 
When in essence it was circumstantial,
For we all victims of this confused uncertainty,
And as I see you in your habitat,
Mighty and Calm,
Peaceful and Gentle,
I am tempted to revenge,
For I ask, “Why would she be so kind to others and forsake a kindness to one 
such as myself?”
For I ask, “How can he show such empathy, when toward me all he showed was 
judgment,”
But as I see you in your habitat,
I realize that you never really knew me,
I realize that you never really saw me,
All you saw was the caricature that a perverse and fallen generation had taught 
you,
All you saw was the myopic vision of a backdrop which knows only of black and 
white, Only of friend of foe,
Only of villain and hero,
And now though tentatively,
I outstretch my hand for your embrace of fellowship,
And if you reject it, I will feel no sorrow,
For I realize that it is your eyesight that fails you, and how can I be angry when my 
eyes see clearly?
How can I hate you for a hatred that does not afflict me and in truth only blinds 
you to a joy immeasurable,
For if you could see me in my habitat,
Surrounded by this sound of beauty and a wife and daughter that adore me,
Then you would know of my sound,
And from that euphony of reckoning, you would embrace my soul.

Copyright © Woodrow Lucas | Year Posted 2007

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