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Are We…

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Are we who we think we are
Or do we change our skin,
Like a chameleon,
In order to fit in and win
The popularity contest,
Mr, Miss or Mrs Cool-hip?

Do we, in fact, hide what’s inside?
Do we show the ‘real me’, the reality?
Or do we only reveal
What we want you to see?
Truth or fiction, perfect diction
Displayed without, but what’s within?

Stripped down to bed-rock
Base core, no more,
Allow us to show our true colours,
Expose ourselves,
In order to clothe ourselves
In authenticity and sincerity.

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©Denise G Allen, 10 March 2014 14:15


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The Edge of the World

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Teetering on a tightrope
Hanging on a shelf
Grasp with frozen fingertips
While the moon hangs itself

Reality is become fiction
And fiction doesn’t exist
Solid ground falls away
Leaving space in its place

Heads spin on shoulders
Wi(l)de-eyed at far-off visions
Sense-less dreams of peace
On our bleeding earth

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©Denise G Allen, 23 March 2013 03:54


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The Spin Doctor


The Spin Doctor

Truth is lies and lies are truth
And never the twain shall meet –
Except in the doctor’s spin machine,
An instrument of great deceit.

Put in some black and add some white,
The mixer blends them well,
Until it’s hard to tell them apart
And know what’s what at all.

An easy way to attain success:
Combine the facts with fiction.
The product of this simple act:
A most poisonous concoction.

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©DGA