The Black Details Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Black Details

Even as we are blind,
And the sordid tantamounts are lurking everywhere, behind backalleys, somewhere in the back of our mind,

We closes our eyes from the reality ofdistance and pretend today is in
It's pink of health and beauty surrounds us,

The skins a measure from the abusing temperatures had received no visible threats from harm or abasements.

It like pretending life is defined by what's hidden from the eyes,

There's always a fire somewhere, there's somebody robbed, raped, alone in anguish,
We know but pretend not that some dogs arebeaten with a thick lumber, some are tied for mug feasts,
The same way meditation induce the unfeeling bouts of happiness,

Here's a toasts to everyday fineness,
What the mind hides in hidden details, the conscience is clear and free from guilt andyou're part of this beautifulblindfolded wonders.