Reality Disguised Can Not Be Betrayed Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Old, sad and pathetic,
Are tired methods used...
To uphold outdated ethics,
Even kept pretentions...
Can no longer defend.

Those still addressing impressions to make,
Have arrived too late to realize...
What they keep prioritized,
Has vanished from existence.
And reality disguised can not be betrayed.

Deluded with standards and values indebted,
To fantasize lifestyles most have had repossessed...
Has manifested divisions not intended to create a mess.
But a mess can not be denied,
Nor hidden to describe as a passing phase of life.

Old, sad and pathetic,
Are tired methods used...
To uphold outdated ethics,
Even kept pretentions...
Can no longer defend.

And yet protective are those wishing for lives to live,
Generations ago to romanticize to see never end...
With the hope the ones victimized by ignorance unlimited,
Will awaken to crave those days when reality did not exist.
As kept myths and self righteous pretentiousness wins debates,
While the process of progress fails to prevail.

'WHO...
Is doing this to 'us'? '

Well...
The only ones disgusted seem to be 'us'.
So the WHO should be clear and not cloaked in mystery.
Unless you prefer like the others have chosen to choose,
To remain unaffected as you enjoy your deep sleep.