Readily Available to Bask In Whims

Now that the rush to acquire reality is 'on'...
There are many finding an unwelcomed kindred with it.
Like a long lost friend.
Or a relative once considered close...
But a day some time ago,
Too much truth was spoken!
And a closeness felt with others lost in a split!

And that friend and/or relative...
Said something shared,
And honest words were not spared.
Resulting in a stubbornness with feelings hurt,
Bared!
Sensitivities have their own consciousness.

These emotional scenes are dropping like frost on trees,
In most places these days.
And on more than a few faces.
People once caught up with themselves...
Have been struck by the effects of diminished delusions.
With the stunning sound of wake up calls.

Today in the now like 'now' has never been...
Truth has taken centerstage.
And many know 'not' was is next for them!
No one does.

But the chances for those,
Who have been dealing with life...
Away from alcoholic and designer drug devices.
Observing the moments free of escapades.
Will probably continue,
To live life less traumatized by denial.
A choice once accessed,
And readily available to bask in whims.
For the many now broken hearted without them.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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