The Filter Called Society

I am a gentleman in the eyes of society.

But  a hedon in the eyes of my lover.

I am a genius in the eyes of society.

But a crackpot fool in the eyes of my peers.

I am a saint in the eyes of society.

But a sinner in the eyes of any God.

Society wears a veil.

A filter, of sorts, that blots out the dark.

All the filth is brushed aside.

If only to make the light so stark.

If the filter was missing, I shudder to think.

That no one would be left without a dirty mark.