With Hopes To Sabotage Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Some may not particularly,
Bubble over with excitement...
When an accomplishment succeeds
Done strategically without them
Or...
The disappointment,
Of their accusations made...
They discover by others,
Just too ridiculous to prove.
Since whatever it is to be done
Comes to only stun the ones,
Shocked into disbelief...
Their attempts to stop it,
Didn't happen.
Whether collectively,
Or individually...
With hopes to sabotage.
As they happily prepared,
Premeditated looks...
Of complete and total, Innocence.

'Those folks?
Why do they cry? '

-It's kind of a mixed reaction.
Some of them had no idea,
What was done to do...
Had been done to do,
Only for their benefit.-

'I can understand that, but...
Some are 'wailing' loudly,
As if remorseful.
Like one does to not expect,
Someone's death.'

-Who knows.
Maybe the ones expressing,
Such uncontrollable grief...
Anticipated another outcome.-