Some people have eyes
yet they do not see.
They have eyesight, but no vision.
Staring into a mirror
they only see
their perceptions reflected;
they see not the obvious.
Others look and see beyond
surface skin flaw or hair style,
see deeper than skillfully applied make-up:
they see the soul, the heart, the spirit.
We see beneath the mask you wear,
your altered truth you cannot face--yet
there is such beauty in imperfection.
Maggot moments, the slimy times
when truth is twisted
to fit personal adjendas;
fool no one for long
except, perhaps, others living
in twisted mindsets:
who hear and see
only what they want to -
ignoring the reality,
the cannot be,