The hard truth is easy to hide
 

Life's never as good as we'd like it

Expectations are always too high

Only when it's too late do we accept

Our fate and admit that humans can't fly

We all take a ride down to Ego, that place

Where all dreams come alive, where the

King's suit of clothes pass as fashionable

Robes and the hard truth is easy to hide

Effort's tiring without due reward, given

Time it's quite clear life's a fraud, so

Much in this world is of thankless return

You'd think that we'd learn but we don't
 

©Joseph G Dawson
23/04/2017