The Beginning Of The End Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Death has come,
To a once political correctness.
And the acceptance of proper, Outdated etiquette.

Fed up and leaving false beliefs.
Is being demonstrated and witnessed,
Seen without remorse or grief.
Reality and truth,
No longer are considered as...
As cruel.
Or thoughts to demean,
A quality of life...
Too many have found obscene.

It is the beginning of the end,
Of tensions raised to inflate...
Combustible racial divisions.
Creating mental anxieties.
It is the beginning of the end,
Of delusions craved with promises...
Made to fake them.
And a return of prosperity...
Shared exclusively between,
Those rich and wealthy?
Well...
Only the ones kept on knees,
Are those less fortunate.
Loving to have their dreams wished,
Continually teased.

It is the beginning of the end,
For the ones perceiving themselves...
Exceptions.
And others blinded by things,
Possessed to impress.
To realize they too have been used.
As tools to trick with a slickness.
Played by the wealthy and rich.
To do it and betray...
Those unaware of the ways,
How bigotry and racism...
Keeps those unconscious,
Reacting and kept distracted...
From truth and facts to face.