Distressing is the truth as it is addressed.
So much of it is exposed.
It no longer has to be debated.
Or baited for confessions to be professed.
It is being naturally expressed.
As if it now sits within everyone's consciousness.
Wielding a saber.
And slashing down to size...
Those with over bloated and boasting mindsets.
And there is no reason to put those in denial on trial.
Comprehending conversations with less pretense,
Will be in the atmosphere for quite awhile.
They are in debt,
Yes.
We are in debt,
Yes.
Everyone shares an indebted togetherness.
In a depthness obvious and clear it is regretted.
And...
Instead of the separate checks requested?
May we have that 'gluttony' on one check, please?
And...
Is it possible we can be forgiven if we don't leave a gratuity?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem