Texture Of The Mix Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The texture of the mix...
Does not sit well on many lips.
Barriars are being broken.
An unspoken mending begins to end...
Divisions and conflicts supported.
With a marketing twist.
Abandoned by many.
While others have druthers,
Not to birth more of it.
And...
Has left the taste for those who wish,
More substance and less ghosts,
To boost and boast...
Empty and expensive visions.
As a loss of cost effectiveness...
Has proven ineffective,
For those intentions meant.
As knuckles grip,
To expose an absence of hemoglobin.