Lawrence S. Pertillar Confused Poems

'Mrs. Poppington...
If they are derelict in performing their duties
As elected officials
And they represent their contituents,
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Toxic is a scrambled mind that sits,
Lost, confused and refusing to admit it.
Without an ambitious wish to see fulfilled.
And feeling more each day restricted,
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Remember in times of innocence,
How easy it was to accuse others...
Of being mean and indifferent.
And those who did this,
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Appearances and what they mean,
As images to impress others conditioned...
To worship symbolic 'idols' to address,
As their purpose and reason to live...
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Many don't listen because they refuse to.
Others are confused by the process of it.
Since some believe when their mouths are open,
Their ears are only used to hear themselves speak.
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People today are so confused.
They don't wish to be regarded,
As 'socialists'.
Although at every event,
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My needs to have tomorrow,
Already delayed to anticipate...
Yesterday.
To satisfy the emergency.
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Never have I said,
I was something that I am not.
Or others should live up to my expectations.
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One should never address,
Or involve themselves...
In business affairs not theirs.
Yet many do with claims to make.
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The fewer the words said,
Short and not selected...
To go over one's head.
Or contemplate the meaning.
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Meant to keep confused.
And fed on fear to accept,
That is kept on a diet of conflict...
For the purpose mindsets upset,
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You can not believe what is going on?
And in your disbelief,
You seek and explanation for it?
Perhaps you should ask yourself this question...
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