The Willfully Blind
With blindfolds round their starry eyes,
And petals in their hands,
They dance among the golden lies
That cover Truth's demands.
Their minds are wrapped with finest silk,
Their thoughts confined by prejudice.
They drink up sugar, honey, and milk
To disguise Truth's taste - their nemesis.
Each day they think they're stronger and stronger,
And the lies in their mirrors will linger much longer.
For everything broken to them looks new,
And they listen only tothe voice of the few
That insists that everything is fine.
Because who wants to live in a world with no shine?
With problems, with hate?
With chaos, debate?
So they swallow their pills and hide their eyes
From the truth they've trained their minds to disguise.
With blindfolds round their starry eyes,
And petals in their hands,
They dance among the glittering lies
That cover Truth's demands.
They obscure their own vision,
Hide truth in a jar.
What silly creatures
We humans are.
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