Shells Hard To Crack Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I have had concerns to openly express.
With belief honesty,
Would be noticed for what it is to accept.
Yet those concerns,
Although honestly expressed...
Have more to do with an expectaton,
Than a doing done that makes some upset.

So many live lives wanting to keep fantasized.
With a hoping to prevent every delusion intended,
From vanishing before their eyes.
And the few who dare with honesty speak,
Become despised and criticized...
For making attempts,
To make honesty an open main event.

And today I find myself shying away,
From expressing my concerns with a seriousness.
Reluctant I am to share them so quick,
With others who refuse to see they have permitted...
Their own conflicts.
To accept as they are to complain about it.

'The world.
And everyone in it seems to be addicted to nonsense.
High on self-importance.
'Me-ism', greed and selfishness.
With claims made to accuse all of this on racism.
The world seems to be full of cracked nuts in one basket.'

~Hmmm. Oh yeah? ~

'Yeah.'

~Which kind?
I love pecans and cashews.
I enjoy cashews mixed with dried pineapples.
I use to be into those Brazilian nuts.
And shells hard to crack?
No more.
I got tired of that.~

'So your commitment to them has changed? '

~Yep.
Dramatically.
And so have my concerns.~