Singers Of The Blues Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

These times have taken leaps.
With days fading into months gone.
And few today can hang on,
To those yesterdays with kept beliefs,
Changing to find them providing no relief...
As plans to have made fizzle away.

No one is safe taking stances in the middle.
Those on the right now take steps to the left.
Not knowing which side kept for them is best.
And more minds are being tested,
To affect their thought process.
And yet...
Those singers of the blues,
Sing the same songs day after day.
Night after night.
Month after month.
Year after year.

These times have taken leaps.
With days fading into months gone.
And few today can hang on,
To those yesterdays with kept beliefs,
Changing to find them providing no relief.
As plans to have made fizzle away.

And yet...
Those singers of the blues,
Sing the same songs day after day.
Night after night.
Month after month.
Year after year.
Sighing in such pitiful sorrow.
Enough to hear for anyone to buy fake tears.
To at least charade feelings that depict,
They too remember once having felt emotions.