Eight Ball Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

These situations did not develop overnight.
They flourished and nurtured,
And encouraged to exploit their appetites.
The alarmists are sounding loud and clear...
How they find themselves disbelieving,
What they have initiated...
And promoted into the atmosphere.
Is one for the deaf, dumb and blind!

Garbage in garbage out.
That's what it has been all about.
Oppression done oppression given.
A slap delivered gets a slap back!
God has been trying to teach us that.
But all we want delivered from our prayers,
Are more sweets to snack or packages gift wrapped.

Spoiled and indignant enough to cause another's pain.
Just to say we are brave to take,
From what others themselves have gained.
There has been no shame in this game at all.
And you are surprised we are slipping to a fall?
To beg and crawl from foreclosed properties?
Is there anything about greed that comes to mind?
Give it time!
And your whining does not excite others...
To come to your aid, beck and call?
On hands and knees pleading?
Nothing about you is envied!
Your mommy and daddy should have mentioned that
As they sat abd delivered to you your history!
But we all know how that's been twisted...
To give a honey coating to the mix!

These situations did not develop overnight.
They flourished and nurtured,
And encouraged to exploit their appetites.
The alarmists are sounding loud and clear...
How they find themselves disbelieving,
What they have initiated...
And promoted into the atmosphere.
Is one for those completely out of their minds.
And easily set up to betray.
What they have done has left themselves closer behind...
An eight ball!