Note: 'For The Housekeeper' Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

'It's time for answers!
Too many questions long evaded.
These 'requests' have been conveniently swept...
Under rugs hiding steep inclines!
To cross would now put one in jeopardy,
And suspect!

These answers faked, rehearsed and debated,
Has caused dropping jaws,
To find new ways to express versions of contempt!
The choice is not to voice it for purposes to disrupt.
They are in shock,
The game of charades actually mocked their grandeur.
How insulting to receive these sabotaging actions.
From those who gained 'points' for achieving satisfactions.
Not a hint of backstabbing appeared in their eyes...
That's why this revelation has caught them by surprise,
With dropped jaws!

Too much has begun to leak from the front and backdoors.
And nothing they choose to do
Approaches the realities of Earth's atmosphere.
It is clear they are out of touch.
And out of...something they lack,
That can bring back a more fulfilling taste!

With all that has happened...
And with everyone in full acknowledgement,
Of using their brains...
What 'glorious' miracle would come to dazzle our visions,
If those brains came with thoughts?

Even replacing 'idiotic' ones will do.
Anything to get over this 'towering' mess...
To get over debris from cocktail trips that were left.
And in the kitchen where they meet,
To share sweetened delusions...
Sweep every bit of trash under their feet!
Greet them to the exit and make sure they leave! '