Whistle In The Dark

Denial of reality is a common malady.
It's like a shock absorber
that's plainly made-to-order.

Denial of affection can conceal dereliction.
A pretentious resplendence
can designate dependence.

Denial of fearfulness can be masked as cheerfulness.
It can also find retreat
in cold, sweaty hands and feet.

Denial of resentment can be cloaked in contentment.
A "righteous" indignation
can be an indication.

Denial of our demise can hide in years we surmise.
Concerns for longevity
can be found in levity.

Denial of reality is a "siege mentality."
As we whistle in the dark
it gives courage when life's stark