From A Pied Piper Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

People will not accept,
The revealing of the truth produced.
Whether seen with eyes high on a billboard.
Or expressed but yet still to be ignored.

But someone known to lie, cheat and deceive,
Without a bit of scrutiny...
Will have followers lined up listening to believe,
A spreading of false words to be heard.

And from a pied piper playing the blues they choose,
They hear, cheer and praise at an expensive cost...
What they have come to expect as if in a daze.
Independent in thought these minds are lost.

Preferring darkness to hide behind and to remain.
Finding no way to the light that brightly shines.
Preferring darkness as a way to undermine the times.
And a truth that would reduce delusions wished unchanged.

'We want the truth from us to leave sing they do in harmony.
Too painful it is to believe and receive.
We want to be free to entertain our fantasies.
And the existence of truth we want kept deceived.'