Lawrence S. Pertillar

(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

The Lollipop Kids


People who live each new day,
To relive a previous day...
And say,
They wish they knew what was going on.
And expect to be missed,
By those who have chosen to distance them...
Have more than a few serious issues.

These are...
The lollipop kids.
Those Saturday morning cartoon watchers.
Fed sugar coated cereals.
And rasied on video games.

These are...
The lollipop kids.
Refusing even in adulthood,
To notice reality as it is.
But for them life was never meant,
To become as serious as theft is to business.

These lollipop kids are seeking to have it sweet.
And accountability free!
As it was handed to them...
All of their lives.

Submitted: Saturday, June 05, 2010

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