It’s another poem but don’t be mad, just like check it out at your leisure

Along the rows of empty
houses and the attempt
to display only the good
in every life, you would
not wish such confidence
games to be found dense
in the culture. But displays
are inescapable and says
little about anyone’s truthfulness.
Perhaps the best
thing you might consider
is to dither your disdain with some sort
of love or acceptance. The sort
of thing you might find
in the ideal church or winding
river. Your heart is in the land
but not in its people. Have
you stopped to thank anyone?
If not, you’ve shunned
the treasure. All should be judged,
sure. But morals are not a cudgel
unless held up in anger.