jejune

I do not advocate silence
but I find too many eyes already blind
by eye for an eye leaving those who
can see at all, to one dimension resigned
disagreeing does not make me doe-eyed and dewy
though you formed an opinion before you knew me
in these days, it's true, all hope may seem jejune
and optimism naive; the time more opportune
for hatred and violence, to be sure
but in that respect, I demur
condemn, protest, be the change I wish to see
and hope I don't become myopic
or lose all sight
in my struggles to be free