kaleidoscopic palisades

the almost-truth we never reach
kaleidoscopic palisades
the politics of what we preach
that hide our unctuous charades
the world of “they” who need to change
the doors we close to hide the truth
the maps we slyly disarrange
devoid of anything like ruth
the never-meant we always say
kaleidoscopic palisades
the mask we wear but underplay
our hypocritical crusades
the balsa turned to tulgey-wood
built up from pine and foolishness
the silence growing in our hearts
we cover with effusiveness
kaleidoscopic palisades
we see them in the distance now
but we will not crash into them
although, at this point, I am not sure how

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