Pessimistic Visits Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Is it...
Those pessimistic visits,
Permitted to persist,
Unresisted...
Going on,
With no one wanting them gone.

And is it...
Those pessimistic visits,
Invited with commitment...
To arrive and stay as long,
As they wished.

From inside to outside,
People name and blame remaining pains.
With a keeping them maintained.
From inside to outside,
People complain with others the same...
Pessimistic visits.
They welcome everyday to sit.
And is it...
Those pessimistic visits,
The reason why people lost peace to find.
And is it...
The reason why people have lost their minds.

Is it...
Those pessimistic visits,
Permitted to persist,
Going Unresisted...
Many nuts of all kinds,
Now not hard to find.

So is it...
Those pessimistic visits,
Shared and found permitted...
The reason why people have lost their minds.
And is it...
Those pessimistic visits,
Have made it easier than peace to find.

Is it...
Easier to permit pessimism.
With allowing evil visits as a wish.
Can you tell me is it...
Easier to permit pessimism.
With allowing evil visits to exist.
Do you wish these visits,
Making easier to welcome pessimism.
With allowing evil visits to commit.

People want protection from it found.
But...
No one can shoot pessimism down.
Since...
Pessimism is in every town.
And...
Not underground.
Since...
A pessimism is in every town.
And...
No one can shoot pessimism down.