In a Slow Acceptance
They wish to depict...
Others as being threatening and wicked.
And yet...
They leave death.
Wherever they step...
To be greeted in peace.
As they give these perceptions,
Upon such meetings!
Those unsuspecting,
Find themselves unexpectedly inspected.
And defending against those appearing as sheep...
With sharpened teeth!
Equipped with anesthetics...
With dosages to put all to sleep,
In a slow acceptance!
With an essence expected!
'We gather together to ask the Lord's blessings.
We hasten and chasten 'His will' to make known...'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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