Flowing Into The Gutters Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What I say to you offends.
But what should offend,
Is that which is observed...
Not to express my opinion,
But describe as it exists.
Flowing into the gutters,
From the curbs to be noticed.

And the mentioning of it,
You quickly defend.
I don't keep a faith in that which blinds.
I want my eyes opened wider.
And my mind affixed to comprehension.
I don't choose to remain ignorant.
I live my life with a need to know.
Wanting to be exposed not opposed to truth.