Wish To Believe


I humbly offer to you,
an explanation for the madness
I submit the George Costanza defense,
as the reason for things which make no sense
A lie is not a lie,
if you choose to believe it's true
If you wish to believe it's not a lie,
then the consequences are on you
Fairy tales are for children,
and adult fantasies are for grownups
who wish to disengage from reality
A lie is not a lie,
if this is what you choose to believe
Do you wish to believe in myths,
do you wish to believe in what ifs?
Well, the world of make believe
is filled with fairies blowing stardust
But the world of reality
is filled with lovers of avarice and lust
In whom did you say you trust?
If the George Costanza defense 
is your alibi for things which make no sense
Then a lie really ain't a lie ...
and a good laugh is what you have,
when you know you really need a good cry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Ra Avatar
March 21, 2017 at 11:56 AM
I truly enjoy your writing on so many levels. Great job!
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March 20, 2017 at 4:14 PM
Yes! I n life, many things depend on what we believe to; and also, on what we have decided to believe to OR no!! ^^ Thanks so MUCH!! ...7/7... Rita.
Sands Avatar
March 20, 2017 at 12:58 PM
Very interesting poem Freddie, with such strong points made. I enjoy your writing and how you choose to show people truth and various situations:)
Pinet Avatar
March 20, 2017 at 11:34 AM
Nicely put, well written with poetic flare, I can appreciate the subtle truth of this poem. Nice flow of words and a pleasant sounding poem with all the right stuff. You did a wonderful job of creating a strong emotional statement as your word choices attract our full attention. Emile. #7
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March 20, 2017 at 8:58 AM
Kind of sad Freddie, but I guess even being surrounded by all of that humor, George Costanza was really a sad little guy who like many, probably needed a good cry. Nicely done my friend.
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March 20, 2017 at 9:09 AM
Ty, Chris. Appreciate your comments as always, they are insightful. Love and peace to you.
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