~2019~ Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gone from the scene is 2018.
And its seduction to dysfunctions.
Qualifying disruptions.
To normalize as a way of life.

That old phase perceived to stay.
Fades until it vanishes.
As a new phase begins to stage,
An unknown free of distractions.
A difference made to notice,
Conflicts giving attention to confusion.
Begin to disappear.
Eliminiated.
With none of it coming back.

Participants of misdeeds to leave.
Can not erase their involvement.
Of what will be revealed.
Intentions to implement them,
Are not the same as mistakes to make.
A doing to create sadness and heartbreak.
Is not on the list to consider forgiveness.
Consequences to pay have their days to come.

This revelation is all in the numbers.
Exposing facts for what they are.
Providing truth for what truth is.
Like a dawning to witness,
A rising of the Sun that comes to notice.
The horizon to appear from darkness to hide it.

And off enlightened burdened backs,
Minds once confined to accept that trap.
Feel the freedom to be released from deceptions.
And the wealth of corruption,
Depositing its torment.
Suddenly is discovered,
Those accounts have been closed.
Disposed and due to bankruptcy.

The old phase fades.
Welcoming the new.
Updated and much improved.
With a difference to notice it.
As conflicts and confusion.
Become eliminated.
Chased away by truth and honesty.
With none of those traps,
Wished or wanted to ever come back.

~2019~
Will not be kind.
Or forgiving to be seen.
For those who have been,
Intentionally evil.
An evil meant to demean.