Objective Expected Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What is the effective objective,
Does anyone expect.
By continually bashing,
Actions taken by others...
To correct wrongs done to end,
From a past that has...
Increasingly diminished,
A quality of life...
More witnessed,
And diversified.
Than ever before it has been.
And...
Promises to provide,
Benefits for everyone.
Regardless of skin color,
Ethnicity.
Or...
Publicly enjoy,
The company of each other.

What is the objective expected.
By those sitting in positions,
Making decisions...
Limited in vision.
With psychotic wishes,
To implement...
A turning back the clock.
That stops to prevent,
Their own quality of life...
Watched!
And applaud a halting,
Of progress made.
To done to take credit for it!

Who gives permission,
That allows...
These idiotic decisions?

'Well...
I will Never be accused,
Of being a scientist.
Or specialist in the field,
Of observation.
However...
From my point of view.
With nothing to do to prove,
I have made...
Some ridiculous decisions.
I am willing to bet,
Decisions to determine...
Them to be made that way.
Can only be approved,
By idiots chosen by idiots.
Left to go undetected,
To suspect...
By fools deluded,
Who follow and support...
Their every move.'

Appalling and offensive,
Your assessment is.
Although...
From your point of view,
There is at least...
One thing,
We can consider to do.

'And...
What would that be? '

We could question,
Amongst ourselves...
If being stupid and foolish,
Is easier to admit.
Than being ignorant,
To know this.
Yet...
With a possibility.
Of not being thought to be,
Idiots too!

'Gee.
I hope you are not awaiting,
For my unsolicited opinion.'