Am I what I hate ?

Am I what I hate?

Once I knew a man who despised the ills of the world

He couldn’t wait for change

In fact he set out to change it himself

Crying, laboring, protesting

I admired his feat, looked up to his intelligence and as always made the rookie mistake of making him my intellectual saint.

Now he’s climbing the ladders and soon he will be in the position to effect change but instead I see him becoming exactly what he hated.

It seems he doesn’t care about the poor. What he cares about is removing poverty from his own doorstep.

His hatred of the rich wasn’t the fact that in his eyes they didn’t live up to what he considered to be their moral obligations. It was hatred born out of the fact that he didn’t qualify for inclusion in any of their financial circles.

I knew another man who rallied against corruption and tyranny. Sadly I’ve never been able to hold a decent conversation with him. You see we only talk about topics that are of interest  to him  and there is never any discussion, unless he’s asking me if I understands his orders.

So my question is .... Are we what we hate?

And if so does that mean that I am what I hate?