When Hard Times Upon Their Shoulders Drop Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

A remedy that guarantees,
The laughing of those of others stop...
Is to pass along pictures of them doing so,
When hard times upon their shoulders drop.

And they are in the midst of discussing their failures,
While being served with those they had disrespected...
Waiting together patiently for a meal to eat,
In a collective food share line!

Time after time and again and again,
Some people have to be reminded...
What goes up will and can come down,
When one least expects their trun is next!

'Excuse me but...
I am not accustomed to leftovers.'

~Pretend they are hors d'oeuvres.
You are very photogenic.
Who knows...
Maybe one day you will be discovered to do a movie.
And all of 'this' will be reminisced on Oprah!
Grab a seat.~