Radio Active Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Groves of Pomegranate with implants,
Of Lilac scents.
Fill the air misted with Cinnamon,
And Lavender fragrances.
Hinted with Lime and Lemon twists.

And all which isn't accepted,
Is kept restricted with barriers that fence.
Ensuring a way of life projected,
Is radio active to incense.

A constitutional decree,
Will never be amended.
To include elements...
Threatening this exclusivity meant.

Since laws implemented were never intended,
For a reception of all to come dressed to the ball.

'And let's make clear this interpretation we are racists.
We are protectors of rights we defend.
We accept other races,
Like us...
To stay in their place.
That they were eliminated is not our mistake.

We do as we please!
And that is not about race.
If they happen to see that another way...
We say, Hey...
Too bad.
Get over it.
That's the breaks! '

A constitutional decree,
Will never be amended.
To include elements...
Threatening this exclusivity meant.

Since laws implemented were never intended,
For a reception of all to come dressed to the ball.

~Now there is a virus that spreads from horses to dogs! ~

WHAT are you talking about now?

~I just wanted to change the subject.
'They' are calling that one H3 'something'...~