Irreverent And Bold Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Irreverent and bold is the turmoil unfolding.
The pride that has left us indebted to decadence,
Is much too late to be reversed.
And the depth of it was done with consciousness.

Everyday someone is mourning a loss,
Of someone loved who has paid the cost...
In investing to accept a fantasized existence.

And trusted foundations are today being crushed.
As observed by the ones still denying this done.
And so difficult it has become to ignore,
The flow of tears experienced behind closed doors.

Irreverent and bold is the turmoil unfolding.
The pride that has left us indebted to decadence,
Is much too late to be reversed.
And the depth of it was implemented,
With a consciousness craved and sought with thirst.

Cynical criticisms once providing comedic relief,
Provoke more that just embarrassments to grieve...
From those now feeling a laughter that shatters,
Being nervously released as a pain inside increases.

Everyday someone is mourning a loss,
As trusted foundations are today being crushed.
And each of us is paying a cost wished to disappear,
For ignoring truths introduced but now feeds on fear...
Flashing high and appearing on inescapable neon walls.