Holding Onto The Reins Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Easy it becomes to discredit and despise,
A thought process from one that is done.
If the process is committed to reveal outcomes.
And if those outcomes stated,
Become a cause for others to debate...
With a seeking of a way,
To label those statements created...
Crazed.
And initiated by someone who is inebriated.
Exhilarated by an addiction of ego.

Only time will find the ones debating,
With nothing left to say.
Observations deliberatedly overlooked...
Often haunts,
The status quo with a dismay that daunts.

A way of life assumed to be lived...
Rarely escapes from becoming outdated.
And if not lived on a daily basis,
Offends those attempting to keep it unchanged.

And the ones who have chosen to acknowledge this,
Seem not to defend a lack of acceptance.
Since there is no apparent reason to prove an intoxication.
Knowing how difficult it is to convince,
Those accustomed to riding in horse drawn carriages...
There can be a smoother ride had by all,
By an updating of their vehicles now pulled by engines.
To roll upon air inflated tires.
Many electrified and others simply using the adding of gas.

Some have their grasp on the past so tight,
They keep beliefs with wishes kept...
That those who wish to usher them into the light,
Are those too jealous to admit they are envious...
Of those holding onto the reins of the horses they guide.