Influence To Rule Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Influence To Rule



Only those impaired with tunneled vision,
And blinded without hindsight...
Depth or introspection,
To prove they are not inept...
Seek 'still' to define themselves,
With 'things' to impress kept...
Yet,
Heard is their silent screaming...
To be released from shallow mindsets.
But teased they are with sweetened delusions.

They want to believe it.
With a wish it is perceived...
That,
They have...
Influence to rule,
From the dawning every morning.
And before somebody yawns.

They want to believe it.
With a wish it is perceived...
That,
They have...
Influence to rule.

The times continue to shatter walls blocked.
By those attempting to stop,
The increasing awareness...
So many today have got.
Yet the ones who should benefit,
From this 'transmitted' transition...
Hold tightly with a grip that slips,
Away but slowly from nonexisting myths.
Disappearing yet with persistence...
They insist,
Ancestors had delegated their presence...
Fixed as the center of the universe.
Fixed where their stubbornness sits.

They want to believe it.
With a wish it is perceived...
That,
They have...
Influence to rule.
From the dawning every morning.
And before somebody yawns.
That,
They have...
Influence to rule.
Influence to rule.
Influence to rule.
From the dawning every morning.
And before somebody yawns.
And upon the planet Jupiter,
Uranus and ones beyond...
That,
They have...
Influence to rule.

They want to believe it.
With a wish it is perceived...
Ancestors left them with abilities to achieve,
From the dawning every morning.
And before somebody yawns.
That,
They have...
Influence to rule.
Influence to rule,
Every light year in the Cosmos.
And the billions of years beyond...
That,
They have...
Influence to rule.
Influence to rule.
Influence to rule.

Only those impaired with tunneled vision,
And blinded without hindsight...
Depth or introspection,
To prove they are not inept...
Seek 'still' to define themselves,
With 'things' to impress kept...
Yet,
Heard is their silent screaming...
To be released from shallow mindsets.
But teased they are with sweetened delusions.
And like insects they are amongst pests upset.
Believing themselves better than terrestials,
Going as they go...
As uninvited guests,
Yet...
From the dawning every morning.
And before somebody yawns...
Those with mindsets dimming.
Wish to perceive as they continue holding on,
That,
They have...
Influence to rule.
Influence to rule,
Every light year in the Cosmos.
And the billions of years beyond.

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