The delusion that required a long wait
Only to fade away
As quiet as it started
Of tongues that's been bit to bled
Patience never got its prize
It just waited amidst the onslaught of pride
Its action is its justification
And no matter how mild or safe the approach
It will always be received as an encroach
Meant to manipulate a result
For a path the protagonist is trying to avoid
As truth and lucid awakening
It is here for the taking
We've grown suspicious brittle-spirit trauma
Actors thriving in face-contorting drama
As all truth
Elucidated but inconvenient
It is a choice never chosen
danDAman 