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Evasion

This poem explores the act of “dodging” or “evading” questions, revealing the many human motives that lie behind it. What appears on the surface as mere avoidance can stem from fear, self-preservation, guilt, anxiety, or even a desire to protect someone’s feelings. Through a series of vivid scenes, the poem examines the psychology of those who evade responsibility, conceal their intentions, or struggle to hide uncomfortable truths.
The first half presents evasion as a tool of deception and self-defense, exposing its moral frailty. Yet the later sections introduce a more nuanced perspective: honest people may suffer when forced to keep secrets, and sometimes a temporary evasion is used to preserve joy or create a pleasant surprise. In this way, the poem portrays evasion not simply as dishonesty, but as a reflection of human complexity.
Ultimately, the work suggests that while evasion may protect us for a moment, it also reveals our vulnerabilities, insecurities, and longing to avoid difficult truths.

 Evasion

To evade.

A lie is on the verge of being discovered.

When the heart of the matter is approached,

one slips neatly aside.

A masterful art of avoiding pursuit.

A smooth tongue conceals true intentions,

wrapping others in clouds of uncertainty,

more formidable than it appears.

To evade.

One's true feelings have been struck,

and unease begins to surface.

If exposed, everything would be lost,

so the conversation is diverted.

Facing others without changing expression,

displaying quick wit in the moment.

One resolves that

even lies may serve a purpose.

To evade.

Questions of responsibility

are most unwelcome.

So one stalls and drifts,

stretching matters endlessly.

“I merely know the facts,”

one claims.

To reveal them

would invite sparks upon oneself.

Whom shall I sacrifice instead?

To evade.

Keeping secrets

is difficult for the honest.

Cold sweat follows cruel circumstances.

Even pretending calm

requires great effort.

Anxiety races through the mind—

what if others can read my heart?

The trembling in one's voice

betrays the fear within.

To evade.

“It is still too soon,” one says.

Soothing, persuading,

buying a little more time.

Yet joy is difficult to conceal.

The rising excitement in the voice

has already been noticed.

Perhaps, before revealing the surprise,

it is pleasant to keep others wondering.

Written on June 6, 2026.

The pitiful figure who survives by evasion reveals the frailty of the human heart.

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