Left Behind In Many Minds Finding Fault Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

One has a gun.
The other is young without one.
Respect and discipline have been tossed to the wind.
And the one with the gun,
Believes this can be done by showing an authority...
The young one without none to follow or approve,
Decides to challenge with inappropriate moves.

A fist is thrown.
Names are called.
A shot is fired.
As on the ground two fall.

People are upset and comments of racism are made.
People scream and shout convinced again,
They have been betrayed by a system against them.
But yet as an absence of accountability climbs.
And taking responsibility,
Has long been left behind in many minds finding fault.

A fist is thrown.
Names are called.
A shot is fired.
As on the ground two fall.

One has a gun.
The other is young without one.
Respect and discipline have been tossed to the wind.
And the one with the gun,
Believes this can be done by showing an authority...
The young one without none to follow or approve,
Decides to challenge with inappropriate moves.

People scream and shout convinced again,
They have been betrayed by a system against them.
But yet as an absence of accountability climbs.
And taking responsibility,
Has long been left behind in many minds finding fault.
And all who witness will never admit their participation.