Defending Visions Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Maneuvering my way through the BS,
Without letting too much of mine rub off!
Gotta keep this intact until I find a way,
To pack it up and leave it alone.

I've adjusted enough to misfits and budget cuts,
To watch deficits slide to raise my taxes sky high.

Definitions of equality need to be omitted or revamped.
Nothing stands for what it meant,
And in the meaning it's clearly misunderstood.
There's no comprehension of intentions to mention.
And recycled events to tense matters between races...
Makes no sense.
Especially when borders and fences are protected
At the expense of neglecting our own needs,
Denied...rejected.
OR outsourced to the highest bidder!

And I'm told I am bitter
Because these facts are observed?
I can't be the only one who believes this is absurd!

Maneuvering my way through the BS,
Without letting too much of mine rub off!
Gotta keep this intact until I find a way,
To pack it up and leave it alone.

The only thing that makes sense,
Is to pretend I have none!
And find a quiet place to hide...
To ride this crest of surging BS!
Sneaking peeks I do at those exhausted,
From a game of fulltime pretention!
How they can maintain their stamina,
Defending visions of lives not lived...
Is as stunning as witnessing Niagra Falls!
And yet wished that all of this,
Could fit into the Grand Canyon to look down upon.
Knowing that when the sunset arrives...
This visit will disappear soon before my eyes!