In Solitary Confinement Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

A correcting of a created reality,
To not include truth as an existence...
With permission given,
To re-tell aging myths for purposes...
Not to dismiss delusions,
But to validate them in visual depictions...
Has those with evidence of truth,
Found bound and gagged...
In solitary confinement.
Preferring to stay that way.

'But we've come to rescue you.
There are generations,
Who have been told you are not real.
And you had never existed.
Who bound and gagged you?
And why have you been,
In a self inflicting solitary confinement? '

~Trust me.
All of this has been my own decision.
But the price I had to pay,
To stay honest...
I could not afford to keep up with the myths.
When it was discovered what I gave was free,
Immediately I became suspected for treason.~

'I can understand your choice to be confined.
But why be bound and gagged too? '

~I use to be married.
Now you figure the rest of it out.
And if you don't mind,
Please keep your finding me 'our' secret.
If word gets out I am real and exist,
Too many questions will be asked.
Like the ones you have asked,
That has me already tired of it.~

'Your hands and feet?
Who tied them? '

~Truth to be as is,
Has numerous abilities and skills.
Now 'gitouttahere'.~

'Truth?
You can be frightening.'