Nibbling On Crushed Hearts Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Time spent in the hushing of dissidence,
Has not gained in their influence.
Nor has the sweetened taste of the flavor...
Forced upon the tongues of those misguided,
To tell yet more versions of diversified lies...
Or how to describe,
What to expect when the after affects take effect.

Nibbling on crushed hearts,
To munch with a sipping of deceit...
Stalks the catwalks of fashion.
And since it is Spring,
The Fall lineup being introduce to seduce...
Updates the look of coming attractions,
To entice an acceptance of more pain with treated traps.

Nibbling on crushed hearts,
To munch with a sipping of deceit...
Stalks the catwalks of fashion.
For a cheap duplication copied to apply,
As quickly as possible on urban streets...
Where a napping from reality has been complete.

Time spent in the hushing of dissidence,
Has not gained in their influence.
Nor has the sweetened taste of the flavor...
Forced upon the tongues of those misguided,
To tell yet more versions of diversified lies...
Or how to describe,
What to expect when the after affects take effect.