What The Never Of It Was
Lawrence S. Pertillar 1947 (Connecticut)
Fairytales and those old stories told.
To capture the imagination.
Of children taught and made to believe.
In minds kept to keep.
As they grew older to also teach.
Lullabies and repeated nursery rhymes.
Sung to sing.
Everywhere and all the time.
TV shows, videos and movies created.
To emulate and imitate,
Pick actors to idolize characters made.
Merchandized and sold.
As a way to stay portrayed and craved.
And what the never of it was,
Had been about the truth or its reality.
Meant to disbelieve,
Whatever the truth had been to be...
Today?
Should be considered a threat.
And is.
By those deluded and permanently fictioned.
To accept and defend,
Their way of life entitled to refuse and deny...
Those old told fairytales.
Lullabies.
And nursery rhymes still sung to sing.
Have been the reason behind,
Conflicts, division and sickened mentalities.
Leaving many left not to connect,
What our children are taught to teach...
Has a direct effective affect,
On a reality...
Many suspect but can not accept,
The truth to refuse it as it is to be...
Has never been proven to be beneficial!
'The Earth is the center of the Universe.
And we are the chosen ones.'
'Okay.
But tell me this...
Is the Earth,
Up, down to the left or right...
In a massive Universe.
Which no beginning nor end of it,
Has of yet been found.'
'That is your opinion.'
'And...
Your opinion is based upon what?'
'Our BELIEFS!
Geeessshhh.
Our eyes to us do not lie.'
'Just how wide have they been open?'
'We...
Huh?'
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Written on August 08, 2022
Submitted by lpahtillah on August 08, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,492 |
Words | 325 |
Stanzas | 11 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 3, 5, 22, 2, 7, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2 |
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