No one believes... <br />The blood they bleed these days <br />Is of treason crazed, <br />Diced with sacrificed lives for lifestyles <br />Long gone, outdated, forgottened. <br />Instigating but a few, <br />Stewing pain. <br /> <br />A few who could care less who's name <br />Announces <br />A louder call <br />For more appalling <br />Patriot games. <br /> <br />No one believes... <br />Peacekeepers come <br />Bearing a quick peace up their sleeves. <br />Or a Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton debate <br />About the relevance of political correctness, <br />On crime infested streets. <br />Are they competing amongst themselves? <br />In a practice of 'ghetto is good' <br />But not in my surburban neighborhood! <br />And nothing what is 'fed' feeds the 'hood'. <br /> <br />They are caricatures of a capsuled time... <br />In minds of those reliving 'selective realities'. <br /> <br />And no believes, <br />What is spoken convinces the one speaking! <br />Since the delivery is done with stature... <br />But the dignity of it lacks sincerety that's pure!<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/selective-realities/
