Rhythmic Sedations Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Rhythmic sedations,
Have them seduced...
And captivated by stagnation.
Assigned to sterotypes,
They struggle and fight to maintain.
Behind masks that traps them,
Defining entrapments...
Loved and keeping them blind.
They do not find themselves behind the times.
Dysfunctions produced have induced,
Recycled motivations to feed only the taste...
Of a thumping bass.
And trained they are to accept chasing their tails,
Like dogs.
Believing a progress is being made...
With new instruments to supply updated beats.
To each ritualistic hymnal sung!
Effective to entertain and sustain inactivity to praise.
Rehearsed each day...
For dynamic Sunday performances.