In Real Time Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

In Real Time



When dumb ideas become dumb to the ones,
Who discover ideals held stubbornly...
Will not return a yesterday gone,
Yet prolonging the persistence of it...
To hang onto values and standards,
Documented but in reality...
No longer practiced,
To be boxed within limited ideals...
That will 'never' fit again to exist!
Since...
What has been depicted,
Were idealistic myths demanded by some...
To leave implemented.

Many can not hear with a convincing done,
To adhere...
In REAL TIME,
That those cupboards...
Although trimmed in gold,
And annointed with gleaming...
With 'visions' of entitlements to keep.
That adorn cupboard in all it's imagery,
Is dwindling inside...
Because those greedy are not accustomed,
To observing with comprehension...
Not who sacrifices to keep those cupboards full,
But 'who' has to borrow and from 'whom'...
To store with kept impressions of what's inside.

When dumb ideas become dumb to the ones,
Who discover ideals held stubbornly...
Will not return a yesterday gone,
Yet prolonging the persistence of it...
To hang onto values and standards,
Documented but in reality...
No longer practiced,
To be boxed within limited ideals...
That will 'never' fit again to exist!
Since...
Too many selfish and self-centered,
Have prevented themselves to accept reality...
In REAL TIME.

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