Of A Much Higher 'Trip' Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

A preference fixed as a choice to remain,
Glued to misguidance and delusion...
With an accepting of it,
Has its consequences to pay for those...
Aware and conscious of this.

A permanance slips of a life held tightly,
In one's grip...
As if preferences selected will redirect truth,
To not exist as it skips gleefully away...
As other tricks are pulled from a bag of myths,
To hypnotize until it fades...
Even for the ones sound aslepp does not exist.

Especially for those perceiving they have been chosen,
With gifts to speak in 'tongues'.
This life today lived as is...
Has shifted quickly.
And it is futile to fight against an experience,
Of a much higher 'trip.