For You To Address And It To Clean Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

For You To Address And It To Clean



The choice had been yours,
To ignore what is.
With the thought someone else,
Would come to rid...
What you knew appeared.
And now with it too big to hide,
You think someone else...
Should rush to dry your crying eyes.
But the tears you cry are not theirs to dry.
Nor with ears do they hear,
With your excuses to make more alibis.
You chose to refuse to believe what is.
To rely on denial your delusions were real.
Yet today those delusions you keep are fading.
And still you blame to debate with a hope to win,
As to who is responsible for the mess you are in.

The choice had been yours,
To ignore what is.
With the thought someone else,
Would come to rid...
What you knew appeared.
And now with it too big to hide,
You think someone else...
Should rush to dry your crying eyes.
But the tears you cry are not theirs to dry.
Nor with ears do they hear,
With your excuses to make more alibis.
You chose to refuse to believe what is.
To rely on denial your delusions were real.
Yet today those delusions you keep are fading.
And still you blame to debate with a hope to win,
As to who is responsible for the mess you are in.

Does ignorance to you sound too familiar?
Do you still find it offensive to be accused of it?
Have those pretentions you keep,
Stopped you from weeping?
Is the quality of life the kind you like?
Have the decisions you made with them to create,
Left you to realize your own mistakes?
Or are you seeking assistance to help you escape,
From the overwhelming facts you can not seem to face...
That you and no one else,
Are responsible for your own actions you can no longer fake.

'But faking is what we have done best.'

And the expense of it has not been cost effective.
Nor should you expect more time to waste from others to get.
Your mess is for you to address and it to clean.

'We are not accustomed to that.'

To what?

'The truth.
How do we do it without offending anyone? '

Well...
Not too many are left defending your faking.
Or have found you have made it beneficial.

Thursday, May 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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