Distortions: How truth is killed

Redundancy flits in and out
And chars our sullen dreaming lives
And all the while, it promises
Candy coated misery
Slit by gleaming rusted knives.

Betrayers and deceivers fight
To vie for our our attention with
Returners and believers, but
Seeing's not believing
In our mouldable monoliths.

Hypnotic eyes and charming words,
And other weapons ofmass confusion
Are all we feel surrounding us,
Seeing us, reminding us
Of our pleasant nauseous delusions.

Soporific melodies of trenchant memories
Haunt our restless weary minds.
Till we hum to tunes of fables
And play some of our own
Till truth marches to its grave, resigned.

Author's Note

P.S. "Candy coated misery" is not an original term. I think I have to mention that. I heard that in a song by Carrie Underwood. I forgot which song, though, unfortunately.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Your words are true. I don't listen to the Politicians in the USA. Few would know the truth from a lie. Your words are strong and purpose of poem came through loud and strong. Last line made the poem complete. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

[deeps]

So true, this is amazing

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

crisp words ~ sharp and clear lines~
I've often thought that truth begins when the room falls silent~ ;)
much enjoyed!~

[Alana]

What? Free-verse? I think my mind just blew up. Only a little bit though, I still have enough brains left to again be left in awe by your writing.
I absolutely loved the lines "Candy coated misery/Slit by gleaming rusted knives". The contrast was fantastic, and I was left with a feeling of grittiness, like a bitter, hopeless sensation laced with apathy. I don't know, I picture one of those humourless laughs.
Perhaps I'm crazy.
"Mouldable monoliths" made me smile. I love alliterations, and you always have such a way with diction.
I love, love, love "weapons of mass confusion". I felt as if this was a play on words, with confusion is being paralleled with destruction.
As for your ending... resigned was the perfect word to end it on. Upon reading that final line, I felt resignation, and quite a weary one at that.
I think I could write a book about how much I love your work.

[Cassiopia Summers]

I agree, fantastic job!! As always a superb write. (:

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

This is fantastic! The last line alone speaks volumes. This reminds of something that a co-worker said today, "You can distort the truth without telling a lie." LOL! If that doesn't sound like a politician, I don't know what does.

If one distorts the truth, it's a lie. It seems nowadays like there is so much internal confusion going on within people that they don't even notice the difference anymore. Perhaps, they are just lying to themselves.

Great job!

Linda marie

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

And chars our sullen dreaming lives
And all the while, it promises
Candy coated misery ...'candy coated misery'..is a new phrase for me..:) it is a combination of two very contradicting words.Again but
Seeing's not believing
In our mouldable monoliths.
Mouldable monoliths too..is a beautiful phrase :)
I also liked..'nauseous delusions','Soporific melodies of trenchant memories'..
Allin all,truth is a tricky subject to deal with..*applauds for the attempt.