Allowing Us To Clear Our Heads Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Allowing Us To Clear Our Heads
What I have done,
Personally...
To ensure the new neighbors,
Adhere to policies that have been in effect...
For many years,
Is to suggest and recommend...
Their children not smoke pot in the front yard.
Or put their trash on the curb,
For the garbage men to pick up the next day.
What I have done personally,
Is to show them how to put their trash...
In garbage bags FIRST.
And even though it has been slow for them to catch on,
The rest of the neighbors and myself...
Have agreed to meet the new residents,
In their backyard after midnight behind a closed and locked fence...
When all of the kids have been safely tied to their beds.
Allowing us to clear our heads and live together in peace.
'And you say you have a prescription for this? '
~I begged my doctor to find a medical need.~
This is so funny and dark and twisted a little. Still, I love it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 8:21:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Having learned to use plastic bags, does not make one evolved from the ones who throw on the streets! In certain countries, where plastic bags are not available, they have to throw the rubbish into the bin and leave the containers, mostly open buckets, outside to be collected later. When I was in Bangaladesh, the cleaners used their bare hands to sort out what is thrown as recyclable and perishable. It was a quite disturbing scene. Regarding your meeting in the backyard, it does not look like that you all want to teach the new neighbor how to tie the garbage bag, but it looks like one of the scenes in the 'desperate housewives', scheming..