Lawrence S. Pertillar
Connecticut

Unwrap Their Brains From The Cellophane

Unwrap their brains from the cellophane.
Something has curtailed their use.
A preservation will not induce thought.
Who wrapped them up like that anyway?
And 'why' to us have they been brought?

Unwrap their brains from the cellophane.
Resuscitate them quick.
Perhaps they have something to say.
And this action has been legit.

If they had not use them at anytime before...
What makes saving them,
Something to explore?
If the user has ignored them,
What use are they to us?
Shouldn't we continue,
To let them cuss their own existence?
Eliminating for us this fuss.

And like they've done in the past...
Let the brightest amongst them,
Be ignored.
Disrespected.
And distanced...
Until they have become wasted?
And they amongst themselves be trashed.
They alone delight in performing this task!

Where will they be stored?
It is hard enough to move fat asses now.
Don't you think it would be dangerous,
To give them another chore?
And hear complaints of choking yokes,
Their ancestors wore!
We don't need to provide another reason...
For them to sit on stoops.
Drooping to drop,
In front of their doors!

Unwrap their brains from the cellophane.
Something has curtailed their use.
A preservation will not induce thought.
Who wrapped them up like that anyway?
Is there a lesson in this to be taught?
And to whom will this benefit?
These dead brains will not be sought!
Saturday, January 12, 2008
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