Proletariat And Unfit Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Those elitist are fighting tooth and nail,
To privatize their theft of greed with a keeping...
Of wishes sought seeking,
These activities prevail.
With promises of their theories,
To one day trickle down to those weary.

And...
Perceiving themselves to have reaping privileges,
With a harvesting they did not with a working sow...
Although they have interpretations of being entitled,
To ensure they are distanced knowingly...
From those labelled proletariat and unfit.
Hoping their actions continues to widen and grow,
With distractions upon others they bestow as being legit.
And a dripping dipped in sincerity hoping there's a buying of it.

Although,
The implementation that has initiated all of this...
With a climbing higher on a plateau to sit,
To view from separate positions of lofty self interest...
Does not in the end protect them one bit.
No!
Or prevent a losing of a grip heard from them professed,
Has had for all a shared benefit...
That time did not allow them to produce to prove or reflect,
To have their visions by others held to touch.