Frocked or Hip Hopped Into Frenzied Affectations
My outspokenness,
Had been considered blasphemous.
In fact from me some folks became distanced.
Thinking of me to be a demon sent.
But I never represented,
Hypocrisy.
Nor did I follow their decadence.
These contradictions to me made no sense.
And now in my silent peacefulness,
I am not the one rushing about seeking a forgiveness.
My observation of truth has not required interpretation,
To see through a pageantry masking those of grandiose sins.
Whether frocked or hip hopped into frenzied affectations.
To adorn themselves with boldened symbols,
While faking a display of their vacancy of faith portrayed.
I need not with others to congregate that way.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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