During And In The Aftermath Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Always during and in the aftermath,
Exaggerated actions taken...
Seems to rush those quick and fast,
To erase the effects of what had just passed...
With a sudden awakening,
Of a reality no one has held in their grasp.

Always during and in the aftermath,
People are heard to ask themselves 'why'? ...
Such occurrences experienced,
Has them in the midst with a tightened grip.
And few refuse to acknowledge,
Being prepared to defend themselves or resist.

Yet with warnings signs appearing,
And messages delivered...
No one affected emotionally wishes to admit,
What had been clearly on their path...
Sat openly to exist,
To overlook and dismiss.

Always during and in the aftermath,
Eyes are opened wider with a priority...
And a sadness had.
To leave a truth that could have been pursued,
Again ignored...
With a permanence fixed.

But then...
Since many have become deluded...
That self-examining an addiction that fits,
Has nothing to do...
With a pain that periodically comes,
To make excuses once again to find comfort for its visit.

During and in the aftermath,
Even those affluent can not escape their foolishness.
Or attempt to hide their mental defects,
To isolate among those in an environment of riches.
But missing is the common sense,
No matter how analytical investigations get...
To convince those troubled although in denial.