The Seat of Justice

It's hard, stationary, transfixed in place weather-worn, badgered by reactive innuendo a sculpted image of someone's admiration some hardened forgotten deluded memory recorded in a complicated untruthful history focused on one failure or one accomplishment with purpose, intent long-forgotten unforgivable now unfavorable, a remnant of time passed graffiti stained and bludgeoned change for what we reactively assume it once or still represents distasteful to some a triggered interpretation honored by the presence of others seeing it differently today, the monuments of our unworthy ancestors the indignation of our self-righteous predecessors and the enlightened indulgent imagery of who we are becoming today in the future hope is yet be written how will our children, and our children's children see us? Take a seat, reflect, plan, imagine seeing who you are see where you're going acknowledge where you have been and how you got here where will you be today and tomorrow?