Practitioners Of Standards Valued Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Practitioners Of Standards Valued



What values remain to be left identified,
As a quality of life to fade unnoticed.
With a diseasing youthful minds to succeed,
Continuing an epidemic...
To spread agony perceived to be,
One of those 'temporary' kid events.

Where is that 'prized' process intended been,
To have a progress meant to comprehend...
Be forgotten the moment it began.
And where oh where are those people who care,
Describing themselves as 'elves' of consciousness.
The ones who could prevent decisions,
Leaving them sick and tired of unconscious nonsense.

Who is representing any truth to believe these days?
Who is committed with a quickness to stop deceptions.
Without deceiving others,
They are against such receptions to not themselves...
Learn to perfect.

And, why are more people seem to be feeding,
On new threats from enemies unseen but fear.
While their quality of life has slipped to disappear.
Deep into a mud of sleaze,
Entertaining hypocrisies.

Where is that 'prized' process intended been,
To have a progress meant to comprehend.
For all to benefit without a questioning of it.
And where are those practitioners,
Of standards valued once protected to exist.
But eroding to be missed.
With known and shown disparities that sit.

Yet...
This to mention offends,
Those who insist they remain defending...
Their entitlements and the right...
To do whatever they like whenever they like,
And to whom they choose to dislike.
As a quality of life speeds quicker into a blight.
While an infighting blinds those losing their minds.
To find daylight from the moment it dawns,
Leaving them not to witness...
Opportunities to mend their differences,
Time given to them has gone.

*'Somewhere,
Over the rainbow...
Blue birds,
Fly.
That's where...'

~Shut up.
No one's got time,
For that kind of optimism.~

This to mention offends,
Those who insist they remain defending...
Their entitlements and the right...
To do whatever they like whenever they like,
And to whom they choose to dislike.


*Note:
Originally written as 'Over The Rainbow'
But more popularly referred,
As 'Somewhere Over The Rainbow'.
Music by Harold Arlen and Lyrics:
E.Y. Harburg. Introduced in the 1939 movie...
'The Wizard of Oz' and sung by Judy Garland.

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