Telling The Difference Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Standing alone against the demarcation of time,
as it continually runs down, getting closer to
the zero hour every moment.

Separating life into particles of reality and
fantasy, at times, not able to tell the difference
because of all the illusions and lies being told.

A small handful of people trying to take over the
world, selfish little non-entities, striving to set
themselves into the scheme of things.

Thinking that they are so important, when in reality
they are, but only in their own minds, no one else
thinking very much of them.