Colorblind Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

We can not erase mistakes that glare.
Or fake a nonexistence.
They are there.
Precisely to divide and conquer with fear.
An awareness of this...
Has been made obviously clear.

A turmoil done...
With everyone turning their backs,
With lack of interest.
Now receives full attention.
As dreams of those are being foreclosed.
While a chosen division,
Once kept those fed with an intention...
To induce a fed silence.
Not to mention a treason...
Going on unattended.

But then no one thought of them,
As becoming a menace to their own kind!
Now everyone finds...
They have been forced to be colorblind!
An act before,
That had not been quite like this abhorred.
What rehearsal is this...
That everyone has missed!

Especially...
When those of misdeeds have been planting,
Deceit with familiar ease!
To pleasure themselves...
In secret dippings of commodities.

But, of course! !
With reason to pocket...
From resources stocked!
That a selected few would barter,
At their advantage from the start.
And market without a stop...
At the expense of those dense and self absorbed,
Within their own defended limitations.
Ignoring who imported,
Or exported from their own shores!
Sold to the highest bidder.