Pretenders

by Anna Larson, September 2016

Man pretends to be bold, we pretend to hold all the answers, but really we know nothing. We are woefully flawed, dreadfully inadequate, but no one can know this. So we shout our flawed truths from our rooftops. "Life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain", we know nothing of these but our pride keeps us standing so we shout. "Knows/doesn't know, cares/doesn't care", we shout our ignorance, we reveal our flaws in trying to hide them. We shout.