Fractured Factions To Factor Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Fractured factions,
To consider them a factor.
And their already dissenting,
Made known reactions.
Takes patience and tolerance.
With time allowed to run out.

Although the attempt to make,
With meant good intentions...
Are seldom understood.
Or the opportunity given,
To understand...
That which will,
And going to happen...
Is,
Going to happen.
For the benefit of all people.
Without approval or consent.
Done to do.
And not for a disgruntled few,
Left to believe...
They hold the keys,
To open, lock or block exits...
Through doors if they choose,
No one to leave pleased.

However...
Spoiled is a child not shown,
To obey or follow the rules.
And more difficult this doing,
Ultimately becomes...
When those children grow.
Into irresponsible adults.
Losing their minds.
Like wild animals,
Suddenly turned loose.
In a walled and gated zoo!

If a few choose to display,
A desire to portray fools...
Expecting the doing delays,
What needs to take place.
Their fractured factions,
To have had been,
Once a considered factor.
Will become quickly,
A fracture subtracted action.
Taken not to await,
For more patience to tolerate...
The expectation of it done!

'Hey?
You can not do 'that'.
Without us.'

-But...
Were you not doing,
What you did to do to choose?
And...
Done to do without 'Us'? -

'Yeah...but...
What we did is different! '

-So is this! -

'Hey...
That's not fair!
No moons did we show,
To expose for you to kiss! '