I cry

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I cry because I cannot understand...

Cannot understand
The apparent difference in virtue and vice,
And where just a glib smile will suffice,

Nuanced distinctions of ignorance and wise,
Where smooth talk and faked assurance look nice,

I cry because I cannot understand...

Cannot understand
Laboured differences in lie and truth,
Garrulous words and fancy wounds they soothe,

Flaunting ambitions on foundations of hollow,
Leaders empty within but zillion sycophants who follow,

I cry because I cannot understand...

Cannot understand
Superficial flirting for but a moment's bliss,
Fleeting acquaintances of convenience, true camaraderie amiss,

Constant haranguing gifted for honesty and candour,
Yet towers of inexactitude, their hyperbole and grandeur,

I cry because I cannot understand...cannot understand...cannot understand...

But this cloak of oblivion I can no longer wear,
This yoke of ignorance I can no longer bear,
This fabric of fake with bare nails I will tear,
Will bring forth those true gems...those true...those rare.