An Epidemic That Has Diseased Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The best way to bring an end,
To an epidemic that has diseased...
Mentalities,
Is to put the origin of it...
Under spotlight to be scrutinized.
Allowing everyone to stop,
Their assumptions done.
With belief this illness began,
From an unknown source.
To become clearly seen,
As a condition many will discover...
Had been effectively home grown!
But not shown,
In such a public and humiliating way.

'This...
Is an embarrassment,
To my kept values.
I'm appalled by it all.'

-Oh...
You have yet to see it all.
This is just the beginning,
Of what promises to be...
A detailed presentation.-

'Why are you handing out,
Buckets to 'some' of the people? '

-By the end of it,
You're going to need something...
To hold the vomit.
There is not one demographic,
That hasn't been deceived.
In ways you will not believe.-

'We have all come to find cures.'

-I'm sure.
But the core of the problem,
And how it had been implemented...
May include,
Some very familiar faces.
Many you might remember,
Smiling as they patted you...
On the back.-

'Why are you leaving me,
With two buckets?
And winking? '