Lawrence S. Pertillar
Away From The Classroom - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Some live to learn.
And then begin to comprehend,
With lessons they grasp.
To then eagerly seek to teach.
While there always seem to be others,
Stubbornly unwilling to discover...
What the value of learning is.
To sleep walk through life disputing,
The truth that is observed to refuse...
As they continue to argue to defend,
Disbeliefs upheld to protect.
And with them to keep.
Through rumors accepted often deceived.
'Why is this garbage allowed to stink up,
My entire backyard? ' A woman heard screaming...
With her hands on her hips. And a wig tilted,
On her head as she has a tantrum fit.
~We have never seen that before.
And that's one of our neighbors.
She lives right next door.~ Say a few of the kids.
And discovering life lived as it really is.
On a field trip and away from the classroom.
Learning what they see depicted on TV,
Maybe intended for laughs...
But much of it is reality unknown by viewers,
Entertained to believe it comedy.
**Life is different when seen for what it is.
Especially when away from the classroom,
When a process begins...
To awaken one's consciousness.**
~What's she's doing isn't serious, is it?
Can't she see that garbage is hers to clean? ~
Hopefully this field trip,
Will make opening her eyes 'your' project.
And further away from the classroom you get,
Scenes like this become more believeable...
To accept and digest,
As a process that connects to never forget.
But first let's take this, your reality,
One step at a time.**
This field trip has been a lesson.~
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