by Alex Chornyj
If it’s integrity we’re after
Then keeping to the high road
Adhering to principles
Must be first and foremost.
Secrets that abounded in the past
Will be left at the curb
There is no place for whispers
But a refreshing frankness.
To be told where we are
Not where we thought we were
So lead to believe
By some surreptitious propaganda.
I will not live a lie
The silence will be broken
The days of turning the other cheek
Have vanished with the lost apathy.
The ones who were powerless
Now see the impenetrable wall
Was only there by the force of suggestion
Almost like a placebo if you will.
Once one summoned the courage
To just walk over a line
That was only imaginary
One saw a true reflection,
In an unaltered mirror
The difference was like night and day
The actual from the inferred
Would be like an oasis,
Being posited as a barren waste
One could not have been further
Like thinking there were no trees
Then finding an entire forest.
Which would not only be shocking
But rather disturbing
From feeling rather naive
To then inquiring as to the motive,
Behind such an inconspicuous shield
To keep most from realizing
What truly existed
Only for their own selfish consumption.
Alex Chornyj is a reiki master teacher. Alex has been published in White Mountain Publications, Articulations, The Tower Journal, The Canadian Federation Of Poetry, online at www.artistsforabetterworld.org and in many Blog Talk Radio spoken word programs such as “Shaman’s Hand” and “Poetry Super Highway.” Alex currently resides in Canada.
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