The Solution Of Illusion Poem by John Sensele

A lie in its sty flies faster;
Reality and its rose rise to the occasion
To balance stances and circumstances not just with plaster
But with guts that cut the humbug from a delusion decision.

A lie and its spy spin a sauce;
Reality in its realm repeats the truth
To balance the lance that pierces the spear source
From which emanates and evaporates the untruth.

A lie and its cry climb cocoons;
Reality in its regalia reads the riot decree
To balance instances and distances where baboons, goons and raccoons
Discuss and harass the truth referee in every degree that's cruelty-free.

A lie and its slumber lumber the innocent with evil;
Reality in its humility hums facts and figures
To balance instances that distance the Devil
From God's accomplishment and achievement which the Devil disfigures.