Whalloped!

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Whalloped!
With a zinging zap that pows!
A punch comes with a knockout...
That wows and stops to awe a crowd.

Who anticipated times like these,
Would sting to stun everyone...
With a dropping to concrete pleading,
To lift the knees...
That seem to be cemented,
Permanently.

Awakening from a sleep,
To find a world turned upside down...
In amazing discovery,
What had been taken for granted...
Is now nowhere to be found.

So dramatic the changes...
No one knows where to go.
No one knows what to believe,
Since all doors to beliefs...
Seem to have been closed.

Whalloped!
With a zinging zap that pows!
A punch comes with a knockout...
That wows and stops to awe a crowd.

And there is no one to call,
To validate a correct consciousness.
No one is there to even guess...
Where one should go,
To place safely their next footsteps.

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