Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 48,706 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

The Middle Class - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Between dire straits and meager existence,
There are those who insist...
They represent the middle class.
And doing the best they can to make ends meet,
While that gap is widening fast.

Exhausted from swimming in debts and credit.
And unable to afford the keeping up of appearances.
Although they support those standards they value...
Those that have given up such tasks,
Can not convince them their beliefs have been trashed.

Between dire straits and meager existence,
There are those who insist...
They represent the middle class.
And as they hold onto dreams quickly slipping away,
Deluded they remain that changes made aren't here to stay.

Between dire straits and meager existence,
There are those who insist...
They represent the middle class.
And even though the sight of this continues to be sad,
Few are heard left to brag about what they own...
That others do not have.

Today...
Those struggling to maintain their middle class status,
Have one thing in common with those who are poor...
Wishing they had just a few dollars more!
And a door they can close to ignore what's going on.
Those days are gone.


Comments about The Middle Class by Lawrence S. Pertillar

  • (5/27/2012 12:44:00 PM)


    the middle class is the myth of our times... and yes, you're right... we cannot close the door! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 26, 2012



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