Smut Lovers Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

'All of it is so very sad.
The giving of greed to have.
With a deceiving to wish,
More of it had.
To then disparage others.
As an excuse to produce,
Allegations made.
To reduce those,
Already disenfranchised.
Done as a reason,
To use them to please...
A continuing to feed,
The privilege to satisfiy...
Their selfish deceiving lives.'

'I agree.
But...
Why do you laugh?
At a predicament so sad.'

'That's just how so sad it is.
Tears to cry,
Have become too pitiful...
To find sense to make,
Beneficial to replace...
Understanding,
Found to comprehend...
Who ultimately survives,
The craze that has begun.
That leaves everyone,
Mentally and emotionally...
Dysfunctionally broken.'

Undercover are the breeders.
Granted permission,
To maliciously abuse others.
Over the internet to use.
Further lowering the bar,
Of limited mentalities.

Punctured punks.
Faking identities.
Cowards.
Relying upon,
Long gone strategies.
Done to do the best they can,
To diminish and destroy...
Credible integrities.
With a hope this will leave,
A task that accomplishes...
The pleasing,
Of their demented souls.
No one left will suspect,
Yet accept...
The effectiveness witnessed,
Of a process no one objects.

Although this bar,
Has been set low.
In minds dining on darkness.
Enlightenment has risen,
On the horizon to arrive.
Tormenting,
Breeders deceiving.
Faking liars using disguises.
And anyone choosing,
This way of life to live...
Deserving pain to earn it.

'It all is so very sad.'

'I agree.
But what is the cure?
Who has the remedy? '

'Faith to keep.
And kept devotion to truth.
Makes all the difference.
When that determination,
Is made on a daily basis.'

'That's too simple.'

'Like a laugh that seems,
To make each day brighter! '

'That makes no sense.'

'Yet...
Conflict, division and racism,
Does.
Done to value greed.
And finding humanity,
Worthless to live...
To adventure the possibilities.
Awaiting to explore.
Our differences to embrace.
Gone to ignore the benefit of it.
Right? '