The Moment The Rays Of Dawn Comes Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

So blessed we all are,
To awaken and welcome to witness...
The moment the rays of dawn comes.
With a freshness that has brought to an end,
A yesterday to acknowledge...
Came with it something to experience.
And all in sight is viewed,
As if there is a renewed brightness about it.

Yet over the fence and not too far away,
There will be 'someone' and/or others with it done...
Feeling a purpose to revisit,
A self-serving victimization to awaken nonsense.
Overworking their displeasure that has become,
For some a pledge of alligence to a darkness...
They can not leave a chanting as if a mantra.
Inhaling deeply to exhale negativiity.
'Hummmbug. Hummmbug.'

Leaving to easily influence both children,
And young adults with wishes, desires and wants...
Hearing these repeated affirmations to imitate,
Over and over again until they too begin to yearn...
To have their negativity validated,
The moment the rays of dawn comes.
Not to know what they do and/or say to themselves,
Will follow them until 'their' Sun comes to set.
On a horizon they've been taught to misplace,
Treasures gone to not know them to value.