Amused By Their Predicament Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Amused By Their Predicament



The only ones claiming racism does not exist,
Are those who accept themselves to be chosen...
To look down from their raised noses,
Upon the ones hungry and homeless...
With beliefs historically accepted,
They have been blessed to oppress...
Those they enforce to live that way.
And have invited them to steal their resources,
With restricted and limited opportunities endorsed.

And if this had not been implemented,
The ones depicted as 'needy' would be more aware...
Of valued treasures from them stolen.
And would be more reluctant to entertain,
Those most amused by their predicament.
Many cultures will not permit this.
Especially the ones spiritually connected,
With a respect given and shown to Earth first.
To then acknowledge all who inhabit it as God's creations.

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