Franticness

Wouldn't you know it?
After years of saying,
What was then occurring...
Comes to light and panics,
With such a franticness.

And all that disturbs has been there to see.
But many who were sleeping,
Chose to believe the decay would leave.
The same decay now that prevents them to breathe.

And wouldn't you know it?
After years of saying,
What was then occurring...
People have the nerve to question,
The accountability of those accused...
For not making them listen.
Even though they fought against,
Being awakened to pay attention!

'Excuse me?
And 'why' is it too late to play catch up?
I demand a full explanation!
I KNOW my rights.
And I will stay where I am,
Until I am satisfied my way of life returns.'

Just to ensure we are on the same page.
Are you familiar with the definition of crazed?

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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So wonderful and bigger poem