What Can I See?
What Can I See
By Tony DeLorger © 2013
What do I see,
in this world of illusions,
when confronted by lies,
a soulless aberration dressed as a heart,
a smile embracing kindness,
in front of a cold and calculating mind.
I see the veil of lies,
and the monster beneath,
and no matter how beauteous the image,
this rancid beast beneath, seething for blood,
tests my will of discovery,
and affirms my choice as pariah.
For to be surrounded
by the dread of soulless beings,
is to my own soul a sadness ache,
and a profound and agonising harm,
to an open and kind heart.
What can I see when I truly look,
into the eyes of excruciating life,
the eyes of the suffering, the hopeless,
the downtrodden lives of circumstance,
is often a peaceful acceptance,
a glimmer of love removed by some debt.
And yet when I look into the eyes
of so many lives of fortune and superficial harmony,
I see the glowing red eyes of demons,
festering beneath the lies of self-preservation,
beneath a shell of civility and conformity,
when in reality serpentine and venomous.
What shells we wear,
on this journey of life,
each layer a lie unto ourselves,
a protection from the truth,
the cold and reptilian markings,
of a lost and lonely soul.
What can I see when I open my eyes,
all the potential, and all the evil,
within each and every one of us,
vying for place and the certainty
of a life secure with a modicum of control,
and hopefully a loving heart to console,
when life's lessons overwhelm.
What do you see when you look in the mirror? What do you hide, from others, from yourself. We are all adept at deception, but it is always truth that sets a heart free.
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