Flashbacks
Even sinking they maintained their pretensions.
'What are you saying?
What are you talking about? '
Oh...
Nothing.
Just having flashbacks.
Thinking about those times gone...
When folks refused to listen.
'When was that?
Where did that happen? '
At a time people were lost,
In their own personal issues!
'Yes...
I did hear about that.
Was it traumatic?
To witness it? '
Not at all!
I was happily labelled crazed!
I went about my own business,
To experience the joys of living.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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