Lawrence S. Pertillar
Fanatics Are Back - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Fanatics have been turned loose,
To make their presence legitimate.
Misting the air with lavender...
Lemon and apple scents!
A normalcy believed,
Is losing its grip!
The flower children have returned,
With peace to deliver...
And incense to burn!
Crazy mixed up baby boomers,
Slammed by reality...
And it couldn't have happened sooner!
Realizing their 'highs'
Have allowed today's 'lows'...
Following down a path,
And being lead by the nose!
Waking up from their fantasies...
With rusting trinkets,
And nothing else to show!
Fanatics of greed,
And teased by materialistic needs...
Are leaving plastic lives,
Once chased to thrive.
Now with open eyes...
And agendas to correct.
Seeking a sober happiness,
Instead of fulfillment in drunkened debt!
That bleed them 'and' enemies?
There seems to be discrepancies,
Lifting them off knees with a clarity.
These 'fanatics' are back,
And prepared with mended senses...
To restore an order from foolish acts,
Fixing ignored and broken fences!
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