We see through a lens,
shaded by our own mores.
Clinging to the shards
and pieces that prop up
what our hearts want.
We see through a lens,
colored by our own mores.
Flinging away the shards
that might make us
question who we are.
We see through a lens,
filtered by our own mores.
Turning away the truths
that do not support the
world in which we live.
We see through a lens,
blinded by our own mores.
Stumbling through life
tripping and knocking over
what we choose to ignore.