Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 48,706 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Incoming Insults (Signs Kept Swept Away) - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Sitting to await,
The 'next' tragedy to be announced.
With ignored signs kept to kick,
Or stepped over quickly...
To do and not accept the messages.
Even though the could,
Prevent a grieving done by everyone.
But impressions to make,
And dress appropriately when grieving...
In wardrobes others also in distress,
Do to camouflage a shock and disbelief...
They frequently gather together to confess.
In designer clothes that look recently purchased.
Tailored to fit and appearing exquisitely fresh.

Mourning victims and their own ignorance,
Iin the hopes with their tears wept...
Will one day end to put their minds at rest.
And relying on God they do,
More today than ever to admit...
To soothe their heartaches and pain to feel.
With a faith to claim is highly valued.
Although too surreal and far from reality.
But what is wanted most they wish,
Is not to get such messages...
They find inappropriate and offensive to get.
And request that the messengers,
Dress to meet...
Their preferences and expectations.
With a doing that permits,
A refusing of a truth...
That seems too overwhelming.
Yet continues to persist!

~What on Earth is that commotion outside? ~

'INCOMING INSULTS.
INCOMING INSULTS.
Everyone is needed to protect yourselves,
Immediately.
Take cover and keep your disguises intact.
Anyone without a masquerade to charade,
Will certainly feel personally attacked.
Detected are incoming insults.
Directed at us!
And due to arrive,
With them suspected to be delivered,
By messengers we have yet before seen.
Brace and prepared yourselves,
To defend your delusions with ultimate pride.
What promises to come will certainly demean.

~Stop screaming, Ethel.
No one is going to notice,
You are missing an eyelash.~

'INCOMING INSULTS.
INCOMING INSULTS.
Everyone take cover.
And prepare.
Keep adorned your best impressions.
Protect yourselves.
And expect to be offended.
Expect your pretentions...
To be accused as useless,
With an effectiveness to be mentioned.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 24, 2015



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