The Shadow of Projection stretches far and wide
The truth it outlines has only one side
Vivid or pallid, reality’s blurred
Escaping its grasp has long been demurred
It will curve, bend or mutate
Its point to restate
Casting its viewpoint
A crown to anoint
Like a God, it proclaims it is fact, it is right
Wait, I am me a small voice will fight
I want to be seen, to be heard, to be known
But, Projection it carries a big megaphone
You are what I say, the big voice proclaims
You’re but a figment – it points and it shames
I’ll decide if you’re sweet or you’re messy or slow
I’ll say if you’re good or you’re pretty at all
I’ll say you’re too skinny, too fat or too tall
You have no choice in the matter its clear
Projection that powerful boss man is here
I define who you are says the powerful shouter
Accept it as true don’t be a sad pouter
The Shadow of Projection loudly broadcasts
You’re just an extension, a fictional forecast
I’m father or mother, your spouse or your son
And I’ll say who you are I’ll say how it’s done
I’ll describe and define, name and re-label
Determine the Truth even though it’s a fable
I am projection I live in your mind
Out of your thoughts be they evil or kind
I create and affect from near or a distance
No reason to fuss or offer resistance
I am what you think, casting out my long shadow
Without regard for the facts I simply bestow
My claims, my impressions, my wishes or needs
The stories they planted spread like tumbleweeds
The result of projection unchecked and unstopped
Misconception, persecution and distortion, corrupt
So turn on that fact-checker right at the door
And don’t do the things you were doing before
To do so keeps wrongnesses happening more
So ask yourself if or if not, just be sure
What you think is what’s real objective and pure
It will be a big help to all those you adore.