Yes Reader, I'm Saying To You

Oh your palm!
Your little-bittle arm
seems to me as alarm
to that huge sleeping humanism!
 
Your truthful eyes
stretch dividing lines
between the sweets and brine.
Just like white light in prism!
 
Have you seen
ever, are you keen
to know, that what's in
the world really happening?
 
As a teen,
won't you like to jump in?
So that you're reading
this, I know that you will!
 
That's why,
world wants you to be sky.
You can cover the lie,
so that people cannot kiss'em!
 
Give it a try!
Look the poem ain't so shy
to inspire you, that's why,
it is poetry, not journalism!