The Speed of Upheaval
We can not all be shocked
By the speed of that which has been dropped.
The speed of upheaval that has blocked prevention,
To stop mind rot!
We can not all be that shocked.
Where have those of purpose,
Expressed with felt depth...
Gone!
Those who inspired,
That a thought process...
Be a gift protected.
And encouraged to go on.
Have they been mugged and stripped of it?
Have they been secretly captured and turned into conformists?
And those who are thinkers are now to be hunted...
And forced to listen to torturous ignorance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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