Troubled
So troubled are they.
With their perceptions,
Of ways a perfected life...
Should be lived.
How romantacized ancestors,
Adorned values...
With overstated etiquette.
Lost in embellished time capsules.
While an infusion of the best of barbaric ways,
Displayed.
Expresses a digressed advancement.
Full with praise.
And completed...
By the use of politically correct,
Table manners.
'But we are at war! '
I see that you are.
This has been observed.
But tell me...
When have you not been?
Mentally!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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