Treasure Island

Lawrence S. Pertillar

(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Grown Folks Continue to Roll Eyeballs


No steps should one take backward...
Unless they are in some game.
It's okay if something is to be learned.
If something from hindsight will change.
But some aren't prepared to learn at all.
Unless they qualify who teaches...
And why they should learn.
Leaving lessons missed,
With minds left twisted to drift.
And arguments over who has learned...
Anything at all.
Opportunities become stagnant...
And grown folks continue to roll eyeballs.
As if there was something in their heads connecting.

Submitted: Saturday, February 16, 2008

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