Those Hint Skippers Dismissed Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Less sense is being made,
With more emphasis placed on it.
And few are surprised,
Trouble has begun to be identified...
In paradise.

Long before the demise of sanity,
And treasured common sense...
Hint skippers dropping clues,
That a bitterness had descended...
Were dismissed as unfit degenerates.

Hint skippers dropping clues,
Were refused an attention given to them.
And either isolated or chased away,
Traces of naysayers eventually gained...
A power to shred logic into dread.

Less sense is being made,
With more emphasis placed on it.
And few are surprised,
Trouble has begun to be identified...
In paradise.

And those hint skippers dismissed,
To be remembered for their attempts...
To drop clues and not belabor,
Over lamenting sentiments...
Are searched and sought,
For a forgiveness from them to be given.

But to all it is now revealed,
A truth no one can conceal...
To deny what is or is not real.
Since it's there for all to see.
And those hint skippers chased to flee,
Have left to leave those to 'trip'...
With their own regrets to openly express.

'Are the hint skippers,
The same as clue droppers? '

Would the message ignored,
Have more value if this was true?

'I don't know.
I live in another neighborhood.'

Hint skippers, clue droppers.
What real difference does it make?

'Calm down.'

You must have been sent to seek information?
Or you wish to feel a foot to lift where it counts.