I am the first to sympathize,
With those wishing not to see...
Their dirty laundry dragged into the open,
So publicly for it to be seen on the streets.
With a doing done by them...
But goes unadmitted consciously.

Living in denial is not a gift to cherish,
By anyone seeking others to disparage.
Opening one's eyes to be freed of dishonesty,
Reveals the truth within.
Realizing a critique quickly given...
Is not neccessarily meant as negativity.

I am the first to sympathize,
With those wishing not to see...
Their dirty laundry dragged into the open,
So publicly for it to be seen on the streets.
With a doing done by them...
But goes unadmitted consciously.

And if so much which is soiled is publicly exposed,
Denying its existence only tarnishes more...
The credibility of those,
Believing they can hide to smother anything...
Under impressive dress.
In the wearing of brand new clothes recently purchased.
And yet,
Missing a message when delivered and told.

Lawrence S. Pertillar

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dragged-into-the-open/