Is It One's Duty Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Is it one's duty.
To remain and stay conscious.
Without this to pretend,
A not going against they grain...
Will remain untainted.
And ignoring stains others claim,
Is part of a fabric strained and tattered.
Few can see to believe,
This change to accept...
Has nothing to do with progress.
But a destruction to be left.

Is it one's duty.
To remain and stay conscious.
With it to detect defections.
Where they are.
And who is being affected.
Done to do,
Effectively to leave...
Many unsuspecting.
Their way of life has been infested.

Or...
Should those conscious and awaken,
Warn others of what to them is being done.
To only be criticized,
For being the ones...
Always attempting to undermine,
Any efforts made by those who endeavor...
Choosing together to better their lives.

By suggesting,
If...
It is a remote possibility,
That they could listen more.
With their mouths closed.
And open eyes wider to see.
Beyond self inflicted boundaries.
Not only are they destroying their own fabric,
Of identities to have had dignity.
But also unconsciously have chosen,
To do this at their own detriment.

Is it one's duty.
To remain and stay conscious.
With a doing to take one's own advice.
To keep a mouth closed.
And eyes open wider to see.
That no matter what is told to others,
Done to believe this leaves...
For them a benefit.
Only gets one to receive,
Accusations for being someone...
Attempting to get attention.
By mentioning something,
No else has yet to notice has happened!

"What's the point of being proactive.
When many are actively unconscious."