With Affixed Discretions

Raised on hate.
Rescinded bad judgements,
Don't break affiliations...
That one makes.
When one is taught...
And raised on hate!
Reflecting a society,
And shallowed in denial,
By such debates.

Truth comes late!
When money spoils eyes of those
Who create mistakes!
Exposing ignorance,
As a choice...
To validate what takes place.
And remorse dressed to seek forgiveness...
With excuses,
Does not thaw a salvation...
From hearts feeding,
On demented values condoned.
With a sympathy displayed,
Scored by a symphony that plays!

But when shown...
Some chosen acts of cruelty,
Done by those well known...
Are denied and outlawed!
Uncovering the flaws,
Of a twisted system chewed...
Between the teeth of demon jaws!
Without review!
Or an addressing of the standards
And ordered to continue.
With affixed discretions,
Bloodied, blessed and subdued!

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Comments (1)

Man you are on a roll. Powerful truth, L. Hey babe, check your mail! T.