THE HEARING
The Hearing
There's nothing like the truth
To clear you head
When life has been living illusions
Perceived with unspoken dread.
Feeling your mind dissolving
Pieces flying behind closed eyes
Lost dreams, ambitions, trust
Even hope, all go dashing by.
There's nothing like the truth
Unvarnished - naked and unkempt
To blast you to reality
To leave the dream undreamt.
Intrusions into privacy
Papers unfolded, discussed and filed
Present you are there
Body soiled - now mind defiled.
There's nothing like the truth - lastly
To unwind spirit from the mind
Spoken of as in the third person
Mutely limboed - now also blind.
With nothing left to cover
From the grudging, baneful eye
I stand here now - diminished - exposed
And idly left to die.
UNKNOWN AUTHOR
WHY
