Minds Behind Times And Sealed Exits Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The only ones played by the game,
They have created...
Are those who refuse to accept and believe,
The fools they are attempting to make...
By the doing of it as their efforts prove pointless,
Have been themselves.

And instead of admitting their tasks,
Have long been much outdated and antiquated...
The same rules they use to inflict upon others,
Continue to reveal,
Thoughtless minds behind times and sealed exits.
With heard complaints of how they are being abused.

'Maybe we should stand out in the open,
So they can see us observing their misdeeds.'

~How much closer should we get? ~

'They can not believe we are 'that' stupid.'

~I doubt very seriously,
If thinking is an ability that has been their concern.~

'Perhaps we should let them know we are here,
And witnessing.'

~And the difference made would be what? ~

'They can not be that disconnected? '

~You're right.
We shouldn't take them for granted.
However...
Before we leave through the remaining exit,
Let's suggest to them ways they can be less obvious.~