Blue Pill
Secretly, stealthily, unknowingly yet knowingly,
contradictorily yet truly,
we know nothing is what it seems to be;
that seeing is not the seeing,
the inside is not the inside
the outside is not at all.
Unbelievably yet indubitably,
honestly, actuality could not in fact
be factual reality.
Covertly we know all this to be
yet we still choose the blue pill
for there is safely in numbers,
and to be alone and right
is a terrible burden to shoulder.
So furtively we buy into
the blue
and agree with you.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
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