Removing All That Frauds Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Too much bright light,
On the truth has been shone.
Glaring.
Blinding the eyes of naysayers.
What the wise not surprised,
To have told and known...
Slowly coming to rise,
Upon the horizon.
Neither to disguise nor hide its rise.

A kept ignorance,
To sympathize with those...
Attached to it to keep.
May become more of an enemy to defeat.
Yet left alone on its own,
Will eventually bring...
The many condoning the presence of it.

Although...
Gone are the shadows.
Erased.
When truth appears,
On pretensions to fake.
Removing all that frauds.
In masquerade to charade,
False presentations created to make.