Giving Birth To More Of Your Denials Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Someone has been filling your head,
With cotton candy.
And your mind has been nibbling on it,
As your thoughts leave from you,
To take breaks for recess.
With a seeking to censor...
Yourself,
From the reality of truth.

If you have not yet digested,
What is as it exists...
Without colorizing it,
Free of your idealistic insistence,
Persisted.
Your disgust of hearing children cursing...
Is going to be further traumatized,
When you realize their 'sweet' innocence...
Being issued condoms they do not use,
In elementary schools.
With a having of unprotected sex and giving birth,
To more of your denials.

And guess what?
Many of them are not inner city heathens!
Where you would like to project,
Your soul saving missionary visions.