When you see a beautiful picture,
the subject cannot be questioned.
In its simpilest form, art.
When you look upon a sunset,
serene across the horizon
the final destination is clear.
People are not as easily read.
Easily covered exteriors,
Deceptions played on the willing.
To weak to accept the truth and yearning for any sort of love.
Cast down from each plastic figure.
Once uncovered the charade will surely be over.
Exclaiming, “I see you NOW!”
But the blind choose to remain blind.
So you see exactly what they show you, effects and all.