Sitting Upon Fences

There is something being presented
That clearly separates from the truth.
It doesn't have to be spoken.
It is observed and felt.

Something is disconnecting.
And it is okay that it leaves and goes away.

It conflicts with higher consciousness.
And those on the threshold of it,
See and feel the difference...
Between reality and pretense.

And those who are deluded...
Are observed living lives,
Absolutely making very little sense.

And yet they believe they hide their intentions...
By keeping themselves exposed,
While sitting upon fences imposing their denseness

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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