Lies

I could lie.

Pretend and say it did not matter.

But that is not my truth …

A glance, the whispers, obvious disdain, maybe fear.

Clarity can be painful. As is reality.

Masks may hide differences.

But colors cannot escape.

Deemed a societal disease, and a problem.

Actions and attitudes …

What was and what was not.

Hope departed rather long ago.

And long ago was not that long ago.

Still, I could lie.