Suggestive Gestures Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Not too many seem to be laughing at others,
With such zest anymore.
Not today.

I knew of those who chose to hold their heads up high.
This was not a materialistic thing with them to do at all.
It was done to show those who were young then like me...
That one's pride and dignity,
Was not a matter for debate.
It was a sacrifice one made.

Especially when minds were subjected to the feeding of BS.

So many lessons taught,
Were through suggestive gestures.
You were either quick to pick them up...
Or lost within a hollow lonely shell,
Disliking the outside color of it.
And not know how to react when reminded.

Not too many seem to be laughing at others,
With such zest anymore.
Not today.

Many are beginning to see through the foolishness.
Many are beginning to see the purpose of it meant.
With an intention that has begun to sabotage themselves.
And this 'realisticness' presents its own internal struggle.
And this 'realisticness' most times create unexpected conflict.
The kind that is found in one's own home.
The kind one finds has been condoned...once awakened!

So many lessons taught,
Were through suggestive gestures.
You were either quick to pick them up...
Or lost within a hollow lonely shell,
Disliking the outside color of it.
And not know how to react when reminded.