Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 95,205 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

United In Confusion - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Oh...
It could get icky, tricky and sticky.
Distastefully appalling and rude to upset,
Knowing where those wicked reside...
Abiding to destructive forces to hoist.
And on them they depend and rely.

Don't be disturbed,
Upon the hearing of a trumpet playing taps.
Evil people love to rehearse and stay in practice,
The lowering of their flags half mast...
Whenever they learn,
People are attempting wonderful deeds to pass.

United in confusion and feeding on conflicts,
There is an evilness permitted.
Where those feasting on it exist.

United to despise those who speak with intelligence,
The wicked are first to gather together...
To present opposition and have others convinced,
Those who look like them but are not ignorant...
Should be stopped and prevented,
For their attempts to make common sense a defense.

United in confusion and feeding on conflicts,
There is an evilness permitted.
Where those feasting on it exist.

Oh...
It could get icky, tricky and sticky.
Distastefully appalling and rude to upset,
Knowing where those wicked reside...
Abiding to destructive forces to hoist.
And on them they depend and rely.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 31, 2013


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