Lawrence S. Pertillar
Connecticut
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We'Ve Paid Not To Listen To Your Opinions

Don't be astonished you've become admonished,
By those conditioned with dispositions...
To ride carefree and comfortably on cushioned seats,
As if tourists on a bus after throwing those they've cussed...
Under it.
With a doing as if they must gain trust from other passengers,
Who also claim they too had been innocently accused.
And depicted as wicked although victimize as they sit,
Undetected to have no one suspect their tears wept...
Have been rehearsed to perfect acceptance.
And yet...
Those awakening from an unconsciousness slept,
Find it too late to expect the ones they have berated...
Left at the gate and crippled from character assassinations,
Do not return a waving done enthusiastically...
To see demons leave to other places to have their misdeeds,
Welcomed upon their arrival.

'Does anyone care how they will be perceived,
When that destination comes and no one has integrity?
At least none that I see to believe empathy or sincerity exists.'

~Shut up and drive.
We've already collected a hefty tip for you.
To appease any honesty you might have that is left.
Just shut up and drive.
We've paid not to listen to your opinions.
And besides...
Our disguises to you have been revealed.
Remember...
We are accustomed to throwing anyone under the bus.~
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