Banging Heads Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Everyday the disbelievers,
Can not believe...
How the many ways,
They have been deceived.
Yet the truth to hear it,
Had gone ignored.
Even when it came,
A knocking on their doors.

Now so many people,
Are banging their heads.
With wishes they had listened instead.
But the truth to hear it,
Had never disappeared.
Up front and near truth is.

Yet more today are witnessed,
Just banging their heads.
Hoping to remove those old spider webs.
Clogging up their minds and ears used,
From a truth to fear it heard or pursued.

Bang bang to bang the banging their heads.
Hoping to remove those old spider webs.
Clogging up their minds and ears unused.
From a truth to hear it and fear to pursue.
Bang bang to bang the banging their heads.
Hoping to remove those old spider webs.
Clogging up their minds and ears unused.
From a truth to hear it and fearing it pursued.
Now their wishing they had listened,
More instead.
Before becoming shocked watching TV in bed,
By all the truth.
Unfaked.
To take it.

By all the truth.
Non-fiction or created.