Insane

 Lie to them all;
Necessity, a secret self.
Guess truth again takes the fall,
Stow it away, high on mind's unknown shelf.

Lie to ourselves,
Far too close for objective.
Within consciousness desire delves,
Yet nothing is effective.

Fucking lied to us all yeah,
they did right from the start!
Want to see them finally fall,
yet, still, somehow live from the heart.

Shadows and mirrors, yes
Are indeed our domain.
Here just another meandering guess
On this road they call Insane.


copyrights 2016 Michael J. Kucera