Addicted To Observation Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Addicted to observation.
Hooked.
To what is available.
Out in the open and free to see.
Some become offended by the obvious.
While others defend,
What they wish to want believed.
And no one escapes,
Continuing to pay to keep...
Delusions in place to stay where they are.
Kept safely tucked away in denial.
To preserve them.
Not to observe them.
But left to feel compensated,
For the cost and expense.
To keep them nonexistent.