The Profile of Denial
We deny
Yet we cannot comply
We try to lie
But we cannot deny
Something is wrong with our daily lives.
Every hour someone cries.
Every minute someone dies.
Me,
Myself
And
I;
We decide to hide,
And
Also
We deny.
That life could be such a treacherous ride...
DENIAL
2001-
Re-written and submitted on 7/27/16, for PoetrySoup Poetry Contest:
DENIAL
Copyright © Ironic Zink | Year Posted 2016
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