Far From Over Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Far from over.
Deceptions to believe them.
And the steady advancement,
Of ignorance that swiftly spreads.

Far from over.
Lies to tell and sold so well.

Far from over.
Allegations to make.
Without proof of evidence.
Yet remains as if to crave.

Far from over.
The battle for truth.
And the connection this has,
To reduce and cure mental illness.

Far from over.
A struggle to stay as sane as possible.
Although...
The challenge to do this,
With it to define what sanity is.
May be an ongoing task to find,
Anyone; someone...
Who can produce without excuses to make.
what it was they did or where they hid,
Their mind to keep from losing it.

This mission,
If accepted.
Could be long.
And needless to say,
These crazy days that seem to stay,
Maybe far from over.

"Excuse me.
I know you appear,
To be talking to youself.
And I don't mean to interrupt,
Your conversation.
But...
Would you have any idea,
Where it was I left my clothes?
I remember taking them all off.
Although,
Yesterday...
It was somewhere around here,
I think I did that! "

-GOD?
Please awaken me from this nightmare.
I know I'm not perfect.
I know I'm not innocent,
Of everything I have done.
But this...
Joke.
I don't find funny at all.-

"WOW...
You know God like that?
Ask Him if He knows,
Anything about my clothes.
Why are you crying like that?
That's the first time,
Anyone has shown me such concern.
Such thoughtful consideration.

I'll find them.
I will.
Cheer up.
I'm leaving.
Don't cry.
Both of us will be okay someday! "

-GOD?
Never mind.
I'll do the best I can,
To work it out myself.
However...
YOU and I both know,
This is far from over! -