Who Licked The Frosting Off The Cake Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

They would love to place all of their fading decorations,
With undenied insecurities on his shoulders.
And blame him,
For all of the things that had gone wrong at the party,
They discreetly created that failed.

They would love to do this,
Since it is something they easily do.
And have done in the past.
But those with eyes that are opened now,
Know what the screwers have chosen to pursue.
And who those screwers are!
And who those screwers foolishly screwed.
Themselves!
With an overdosing of pretensions.

Unfortunately,
The ones denied the 'keys'...
To live lives to prosper.
And respected for their identities,
Indiscriminately!
Were not the ones invited to the dance.
Some were 'selected' to clean and 'spruce'.
But few could bear the stares and left.

So how can anyone seriously accuse a representative,
For not supplying the meal to continue a feast!
When those too greedy,
Had selfishly isolated themselves in self righteousness.
Not caring when indulged,
If it had been one of their own to see defeat.

'What a silly notion!
Do you have more 'bree'? '

BREE?

'Yes...
Bree. The cheese? Bree? '

OH?
Why don't you just say cheese?

'Excuse me?
Do I detect a bit of insolence here? '

Look...
Let's understand this,
If you want the 'bree'
You get the damn 'bree'.
I ain't no servant here!

They would love to place
All of their insecurities on his shoulders.
And blame him as president,
For all of the things that are wrong...
They have discreetly created that failed.

And anyone who has been consciously awake,
Knows exactly who licked the frosting off the cake.