Convinced Its Existence Is A Trick Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Fearless is the one,
Who becomes accustomed...
And not stung to be stunned,
By a truth that is and doesn't from it run.
To then hide in denial,
Convinced its existence is a trick.
With a hope it disappears and quick.

Betrayed so long as something evil to avoid,
Truth annoys those confronted by it.
And has destroyed pretentious relationships.

Today there is no escaping away from truth.
Too many are beginning to accept it as a friend.
Although for those preferring to remain unconscious,
A truth to them spoken is done to intentionally offend.

Betrayed so long as something evil to avoid,
Truth annoys those confronted by it.
And has destroyed pretentious relationships.

Fearless is the one,
Who becomes accustomed...
And not stung to be stunned,
By a truth that is and doesn't from it run.
To then hide in denial,
Convinced its existence is a trick.
With a hope it disappears and quick.