On A Feeding Of Wickedness Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

So many people are taught,
They should not feel satisfied...
Until something they find to dislike,
Is destroyed.

This to many is what competition means.
To many with that defined,
In their minds to seek and find...
As a purpose that serves them well.

Whether it is to beat the odds!
Whether it is in competing for a job.
Whether it is in the playing of sports,
Like boxing, hockey...
Or being gorged by a bull,
While one is bucked from an untamed horse.
We love those activities where someone seen,
Bleeds.

We love those activities,
In which the 'devil' is depicted evil.
And we learn to gain support from churches,
Where lessons are taught...
What evil looks like and what it does.

We love to achieve a defeating of another.
No matter who it is,
When the doing of our misdeeds are discovered.
We have been fed on a feeding of wickedness.
With a feeding that is fed near and to distances.

And yet...
Destroying ourselves with threats we have created,
To define as a keeping of our best interest...
With a manifesting more of it,
Isn't human to be considered civilized at all.

'You should practice 'humility' my BRUTHA.
You know the 'meek' will inherit the EARTH one day.'

~Really?
I think those days have already come to pass,
My BRUTHA.~

'How so? '

~Cemeteries are places where the meek go, ]
To inherit much dirt after it has been dumped on them.
And I am going to live my life to live as my blessing, first.
With a leaving all that talk that curses life to live,
Behind with that 'humility' as a means to keep me...
Controlled by fear and evil,
BRUTHA.
Now take your new found faith and get out of my face,
BRUTHA.~

'The peace you believe you keep,
Is not everlasting without the LORD.
Those unprepared to abandon their arrogance,
Will not know days of Sunlight.
Or nights known with complete fulfilling happiness.
You must come to know the 'devil'.
You must come to know how the demon works.
Let me show you how to prepare.'

So many people are taught,
They should not feel satisfied...
Until something they find to dislike,
Is destroyed.

This to many is what competition means.
To many with that defined,
In their minds to seek and find...
As a purpose that serves them well.