Tremors Of Truth

Shallow surfaces are often shakened, By tremors of truth. Coming to disturb within seconds... Before relief from them, Arrives to quiet tensions. Momentarily... Awakening a taking for granted, Those upset and confused... With delusions they have created to make. To leave themselves debating to review, Their value of impressions and appearances. And which pretentions they should save, They can take and preserve. Until they are ensured the shaking stops. To allow them not to drop their treasured beliefs. Just in case the tremors they had faced, Are evaluated to have not been that severe. And will leave them safe and unaffected, To continue living lives hiding... From another round of 'rumored' realities. Hoping in fear that the big one heard to threaten, Doesn't come for them anytime soon.