Surface Gliders Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Surface gliders,
Desire to prove...
They can get by with sliding,
With no depth to penetrate.
And to do this for the rest of their lives...
To defy an age that eventually materializes.

But outdate becomes their philosophies.
And obvious is a stunting done,
To a maturity that never comes.
For them life is lived to acquire adulation.
And as long as they get by with sliding,
A purpose achieved has been won.