Of Those Insecurities Kept Encouraged Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

If all one knows,
Is a superficial existence...
That 'is' their reality.
And 'all' they have come to know.

A collective reality,
Had not been advantageous...
To those marketing their values,
And varieties of it to keep a greeding fed.

An image picked to have all teased with it...
Has been the only priority,
To keep division a lucrative aspect...
Of those insecurities kept encouraged to flourish.

'Nobody knows...
Those troubles I've seen.'

You want to place a bet on that?