The Main Issue

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

The main issue,
Is not the continuing of injustices.
The main issue,
Are delusions kept.
And the feeding of them,
That has increased the presence...
Of an accepted mental illness.
With a doing,
That has been institutionalized...
As a part of reality unchanged yet survives,
Through denial and deceptions...
Worshipped to idolize as a necessity.

And, with a doing done...
To do with a refusing of the presence of truth.
And excuse as offensive its meaning to reduce.
To ensure that a kept producing,
Of confusion and conflicts are intentions...
By the identifing of 'others' with druthers,
Envious of a way of life created to isolate...
Minds incompetent and displayed as such,
To portray themselves not to be as crazed...
As the betrayal of their own actions and ways,
Have come to represent them...
Convincingly but hopeful they remain determined,
Their kept dismissed insecurities...
Will not have an effect on a quality of life,
Already defeated by a lack of insight...
They have repeatedly proven not theirs to have.
But denial and self deception is theirs in abundance.

'We just want everyone to know and be assured,
We will get to the bottom to one day reveal...
Why these events and occurrences,
Continue to happen in our midst 'and' with such...
Unimaginable frequency.
Afterall...
We are firm believers of equality that represents,
Inclusion and expressed diversity for everyone.'

~Do you believe a complete and total overhaul,
Of your thought process is in dire need? ~

'There is nothing wrong with our thought process.
Just some adjustments needed,
By those not fully comprehending to misinterpret...
What it is we have always wished.
And to see have done accomplished.'

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