Turning of Heads
Perhaps it is the way,
My observations are spoken...
Which makes them controversial.
With a turning of heads.
But if I see someone choking,
And the air is poluted...
I don't interpret that act,
As someone coughing up their evils.
Something tells me,
Instead...
Standards and values once had,
Are dead.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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