Wouldn'T It Be Nice Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Wouldn't it be nice,
To live a life...
Just the way we wanted it.
And those we dismissed,
As insignificant from our past...
Have forgotten our attempts,
To prevent their success.
And they now have amnesia...
With no memory at all,
Of those flagrant events...
That brought them grief.
Or the campaign taken,
To defame...
And destroy them,
Completely.
With the hope that,
A conspicuously offensive activity done...
To them,
Was not for them a meaningful misdeed.
Or noticed to keep focused.

Wouldn't it be nice,
If they had forgotten our evilness.
And awakened with nothing but love for us,
In anticipation to express this with a warm embrace.
Wouldn't it be nice to leave the Christmas tree lit...
All year round.
With forgiveness given.
And the Singing of 'Kumbaya' heard sung around the world.

'Hey man...
What are you talking about this 'we' business?
WHAT did 'you' do to express such concern?
You speak as if you expect retaliation or revenge.
I gotta go.
Call me later, okay? '

People should just learn to forgive one another.
That's all I'm saying.
You don't have to leave like that.
I'm not in fear.

I'm not in fear!