Rumblings Of Unconcern Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

It is perfectly alright,
To dredge up the past...
To highlight those points you'd like to make!
Isn't it?
As long as those points made...
Erases fact from the re-telling.

However,
When I mention what you did just yesterday...
I am being mean and unforgiving.
So you say.
But unlike you...
I have no need to defend my opinion,
With the aid of a supportive cast.
Invited to witness your latest performance.

And the show of masquerade,
To entertain their imaginations...
Continues.
And...
Is executed impeccably.

You are most skilled in providing exquisite illusions.
Although...
You do have one flaw!
Yes.
Just one!

This act...
Is remarkably unchanged from the last!
Or...
The one before that.
Or the one before that one!
What is it you hope no one will ask?

Could it be...
Why there is an absence of truth,
In your delivery.
And an overabundance of pathos.
Delivered to capture the expected response.

Ssshhh.
Do you hear any applause?

'No! '

Neither do I.
But I do hear rumblings of unconcern.