Over The Sounds Of Conflicts Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

A leadership that has focused its priorities,
On the obtaining of greed and keeping that fed...
Will never abide by the signs of warnings,
From those who know their futures.
And express this with patience from level heads.

And today...
There is not a place,
Where these messengers have not conveyed...
Their announcements to go ignored.
Over the sounds of conflicts on many shores.

Roosters are coming home to roost,
As if Chicken Little was cloned...
To proclaim the sky is falling everywhere.
Even on the rooftops of malls,
And hair salons.