Headaches Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Getting peace to get it,
In their homes some don't.
Getting peace to get it,
Many wont.

A getting peace to get it,
In their homes some don't.
Getting peace to get it,
Many wont.

Winds are heard to roar.
Taking leaves off the thunder comes.
And the lightening flashes.
he trees.

People running from the rain,
And getting wetter yet.
Hoping when inside their shelters,
No one's upset.

Coming home to find the same storms.
And pettiness accepted.
Repeated with effect.
Coming home to find the same storms.
Are people greeting tears,
They have known for years.

Headaches...
Begin with them born at home.
Headaches...
Condoned to start in comfort zones.
And permitted to exist.

Getting peace to get it,
In their homes some don't.
Getting peace to get it,
Many wont.

The thunder comes.
And the lightening flashes.
'Headaches.
Headaches.'

Winds are heard,
Blowing winds through trees.
Leaving 'Headaches.'
Headaches.
Inside where no peace is received.