Hypocrisy is not a virtue. It never was and should never be regarded as one.

Nonetheless, the world is plagued with hypocrites. We have leaders who put on façades and do the very things they promised never to do; followers who act self-righteous and point fingers while their hands are caked in dirt; cops who break oaths as they shoot innocents dead; and spouses who let greed and selfishness do them apart instead of death. Hypocrisy severs the trust that bonds the human race and shatters the integrity that makes us what we are – human.

But what if hypocrisy is the flicker of hope humanity needs? What if our hypocrisy is a way of reassuring ourselves that we have the potential to actually be the persona – the better version of ourselves – that we portray ourselves to be?


(This piece was inspired by the quote/poem: “For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen; a gaseous nebula must collapse. So collapse. Crumble. This is not your destruction. This is your birth.“)

I saw in you a light

A star
encompassed and concealed
beneath your corrugating skin
Its luminosity radiating
through your blue-green veins
to seep through your pores
not to drain you out
but to unleash and fill
space’s infinite darkness
every void and abyss
with your awe-stricken aura
the world does not yet know
it needs to see

I still see in you the light