Kept Defined Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Anytime words are heard,
Of a 'unity' needed...
In communities to hear it,
Repeated excessively.
As if what is sought,
Is an oasis to appear...
To quench an endangered thirst.

First...
It is not the schools.
Or qualified teachers needed.
To prioritize,
Where this 'mirage'...
Miraculously starts,
The search for unity...
To be found.
Nor churches filled,
With every pew occupied.
While sermons delivered,
Are heated to preach.
It is the people!
Blinded,
By the absence of insight.
And refusing to support,
Those efforts endeavored...
Contributed by,
Faithful believers to ignore.
But claim together they seek,
Answers to their prayers.
Yet gone unrecognized,
Is the meaning of progress.
Or who provides,
The opportunities already there
But...
Will criticize the ones,
Listening with it done...
To comprehend what it takes,
That makes unity beneficial.

It is the people,
Wanting unity.
But for whatever the reason,
Can not accept...
How its diversity is reflected.
Although believe,
Their negativity expressed...
Others should expect.
With disrespect to accept,
As progress.
While taking backward steps.
To declare the effort,
As a unity kept defined.