Revelation Of Denial

 

Wrapped in camoflague, saturated
with essential oils, songs of freedom conceal the dirge. 
Asleep, in my ivory colored palace,
under my crisp white duvet, my spirit
is quickened,  by chaotic energy.

With force I lie prostrate, in humble solitude where discernment speaks 
A lashing surrounds my head, as
sounds of passion and reason,  divaricate lies and excuses. 

Unstoppable AM/FM vibrational quidnunc feeds the tractable child 
Questions rise,  tossed away like
sticks and stones, towering over
 voices that take shape, many
turn away from the sounds of
truth 
 
This super structure created wears
 the face of implicit bias.
Enormous and undeniable it stands before me, yet greater is the ignorance within.  that denies
it's prescence