Troubled Minds Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

How many people will find,
In their minds they've been confined.
And that a wasting of time,
Has them now admitting who committed the crime.

How many people will know,
Who in the mirror exposed...
Shows a doer doing a doze,
While a life had passed them by AND 'this' they chose.

How many people can blame,
A doing something done without change.
With claims made to remain the same.
Only to discover they have suffered from such druthers.

How many people will find,
In their minds they've been confined.
And that a wasting of time,
Has them now admitting who committed the crime.

How many people can blame,
A doing something done without change.
With claims made to remain the same.
Only to discover they have suffered from such druthers.

How many people will know,
Who in the mirror exposed...
Shows a doer doing a doze,
While a life had passed them by AND 'this' they chose.
Only to discover they have suffered from such druthers.
With a judgement they had done to criticize some others.

How many people will find,
In their minds they had been confined.
Only to discover they have suffered from such druthers.
With a judgement they had done to criticize some others.

How many people will find,
In their minds they've been confined.
Only to discover they have suffered from such druthers.
With a judgement they had done to criticize some others.

How many people will find,
They're the ones who wasted their time.
And now they suffer from troubled minds!
And trouble in their minds is found to whine all the time.
Yes...
Trouble found for them is what they find.

How many people will know,
Who in the mirror exposed...
Shows a doer doing a doze,
While a life had passed them by AND 'this' they chose.
With a doing and it shows exposed,
And it wont...
No,
No it wont...
Let the doer who did this get up and go.

No,
No it wont...
No,
No it wont...
Let the doer who did this get up and go.