Ascending Is The Tension Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Ascending is the tension,
More mentioned on streets.
Leaving every race of people,
Fearing their peace under siege.

Ascending is this tension,
Everywhere released.
As if to serve a purpose,
To defeat a peace to cease.

One's life to live it,
With happiness to get.
Seems today a wasted wish.
When bombarded by threats.
And...
The latest terrorists.

Up close and everyday,
On TV to reveal...
Who is hated and despised,
By enemies in interviews...
No longer in disguise.

Ascending is this tension.
Less mentioned is a love.
Descending more can feel,
A hatred.
Created.
As if it's designated.

Ascending is this tension.
Less mentioned is a love.
Descending more can feel,
A hatred to debate.
As if to designate it.
And with bait to escalate.