Exits Are Not Hidden Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

So accustomed they have been,
To believe they can selected to pick...
Those they choose to disrespect.
With a caring less how these folks are connected,
To that which may one day come to affect...
Every aspect of their lives.

'Times and with them images have changed.'

~You have no idea how today's connections are made.~

'I have a sense you are not speaking,
Of that which has a physical impression to make.'

~I suspect you seek a hint to be convinced,
Of another presence that has more influence? ~

'And you'll give no clue as to who it is you mean? '

~I see you are quick but your wit is not slick.~

'I think with that I'll leave you fast to exit and split.'

~Exits are not hidden from you to exist.~