Those Wishing It Was 1776 Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

It is 2013!
And many are doing the best they can,
To censor that reality.
How can anyone disbelieve,
In this day of technology...
And the availability of information,
Children are not well informed?
Or have adorned habits,
Ancestors long gone...
Would disapprove while riding,
In their horse drawn wagons.
Even automobiles are equipped,
To park themselves...
Better than the driver.

It is 2013!
And people affixed to their pretentions,
Can not believe them to be seen.
When visuals of all kinds,
Are exposed without the use of imagination.
Butts, chests, thighs...
Deceptions!
You name it.
Anyone left quessing as to what's going on,
Today?
With it going on in full displayed.
Needs whatever medications they are on.

It is 2013!
Not 1913 or 1813.
Yet...
There are those wishing it was 1776.
With a desire to arm themselves...
To prevent the future existence of human beings.
That's how crazed those afraid of tomorrow,
Have become.
With a choice to isolate themselves,
From everyone and everything...
To protect their insanities.
By having at least one gun.

It is 2013!
Not 1913 or 1813.
Yet...
There are those wishing it was 1776.
To arm themselves against what they've implemented.

'Our entitlements are threatened!
Our entitlements are threatened! '