Perception to betray and the truth to soon waylay,
The sight beheld is an insight withheld,
For as colours grey so do the sounds go astray.
Questions to ask and answers to mask,
The words uttered but the story faltered,
For as the tongues sway so do the ears turn prey.
Approval of belief or a quest for relief,
A lie defended all for the comfort to be distended,
For as the heart reveals, the mind conceals.