Paper Thin Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

For anyone with eyelids,
Not cemented together with glue.
And ears to plug,
With bales of picked cotton.
Many these days may have forgotten,
The ways of racists and slaves made...
To tolerated having,
Dignities, identities and respect swept...
Away within seconds.
Done to do without a word heard to speak.

The ways of those,
Taught to teach to be racists.
Observed these days still publicly displayed.
Exposes their paper thin insecurities.
Incapable for them,
To pretend to keep hidden.
When felt to feel offended by the ones,
They continue to perceive...
With concrete believe.
Their ethnic heritage to identify quickly.
Is undeserving and beneath,
Respect to get or shown to receive.

And this dismissal,
Is not the exception.
But an unspoken rule taught to teach,
As a reflection of a representation...
By those who have been indoctrinated,
To believe themselves chosen.
And above and beyond reality to live it.

Although...
Disasters they create,
Attempting to erase their involvement.
Seems always to have them chased,
By their own accusations and excuses to make.
With no one else to blame but themselves.
And yet they expect,
That exit to take with a faking of innocence.

However...
That open gate to rely upon,
Either has been replaced by a brick wall.
Or delusions to find them,
Are going through investigation.
For deceiving them to be,
An authentic representation of reality.
Shallow and much thinner than paper!