Lawrence S. Pertillar
Dead Horses To Beat - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
No one with eyes clearly open,
Is going to stop to wonder about...
The use of a preposition.
And where in a sentence it should go.
Only those sitting in positions,
Of kept pretense become offended...
By one's lack of proper etiquette.
Or the absence of it,
For the purpose to scrutinize...
Who amongst themselves,
Are socially deprived.
To be done by those thriving on darkness.
As people live on a collision course,
Divorced from reality and reasoning to enforce...
More are caught up in endorsing,
Dead horses to beat.
Who does what with whom,
To use children to excuse a decadence to treat.
As senseless racist divisions allowed to increase,
By reminding to promote obvious insecurities.
To be left and kept as preferences.
Political correctness and proper etiquette,
Has nothing to do with those who have let...
The quality of life claimed wished to protect,
Left to go undetected to market the feeding of greed.
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