#393 – Fable
for Sunday Scribblings:
We tell ourselves the lies we want to hear
and take it as the truth
rather than bear the horror
of our own inadequacies.
And the deepest fable we tell ourselves yet
is that our own prosperity is small
and others larger than they look,
so we can go on in the comfort of our heated homes
while the poor shiver in the queue for a food bank.