Depleted of reason to stand guard, <br />Behind erected fences... <br />Constructed to prevent hints of common sense, <br />To break them free of a stupidity, <br />Shielding them from their own happiness. <br />These vigilantes have grown tired of sightless threats, <br />Imposed upon them by fears implanted <br />Within minds long confined by unwarranted assumptions! <br /> <br />They have found no one with desires wanting to attack them. <br />They have discovered the unrest... <br />Coming from an isolation they were taught to believe <br />Others with envy sought to take away! <br />A way of life enriched by leeched resources. <br /> <br />Their misery results from a false and foolish perception, <br />A common grief they cherished was treasure to be protected! <br /> <br />They've come to realize their conflicts are their own. <br />And condoning them is not what others wish to share! <br />This is not the freedom perceived <br />By those who have chosen life free of imposed restrictions. <br />Or suppressed with opportunities to tax, <br />With burdens... <br />In subdivisions of sorrow that has lost its glimmer, <br />Sheen <br />And distant cravings!<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-subdivisions-of-sorrow/
