People Yet Are Not Tired

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

People yet are not tired...
Of doing just what they please.
People yet are not tired...
Of praying on their bended knees.
People yet are not tired...
Of excusing their hypocrisies.
Or blaming others for what happens...
To them.
And when...
From the doing of their own misdeeds.

People yet are not tired...
Of making to fake accusations.
They are not tired...
Of creating their own stagnation.
They are not tired...
Of showing what it is they hate.
To then claim they've made mistakes.

People yet are not tired...
Of running away from the facts.
No they're just are not tired...
Of kicking truth around to attack.
People yet are not tired...
Enough.
To stop the stuff.
With a giving it up to end.

People yet are not tired...
Enough.
To stop the stuff.
With a giving it up...
To end.

Comments about People Yet Are Not Tired

So enrich with the modern brutality of callousness.....among the hearts....where there is no love....honesty n desire for divine to live in.....Truth thanks for sharing.


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