Of A Sabotaging Done Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

No one can wipe a slate clean,
Of a sabotaging done to another.
No one has the right to excuse,
An abusing of another away...
As if a child at play,
Awaiting to be disciplined...
With two weeks of punishment spent,
Surrounded by treatments of video games...
Widescreen TV and a cellphone, alone.

Immaturity found difficult to leave minds of adults,
Should be confronted.
Not massaged with understanding,
For their actions to undermine someone else.
As if their misdeeds should receive parting gifts,
With sweetened whispers.

People like this,
Ask for hell to be unleashed upon them.
And there is no reason to disappoint their desires.