Confined As If Blinded Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Confined as if blinded,
They join to follow behind...
The ones addicted,
To self importance and incompetence.
Carrying banners.
And wearing caps depicting images of greatness.
Stolen from true heros.
With belief it easy to steal and imitate.

Continue they do,
To refuse to listen to scholars of history.
The ones who spoke truth.
And researched evidence to reveal the facts.
Yet delusions to accept and kept believed.
Repeatedly led them down dead end roads.
Surrounded by walls and fences built.
They heard from those blinded,
With ego, self importance and incompetence.
Would eventually lead them to feed exclusively,
A prosperity to envy...
By those left to suffer in dire disparities.

And...
Finding themselves again,
On another dead end road.
Surrounded by walls and fences,
They demanded to have constructed and built.
Disgruntled voices once heard to cheer.
Now claim to place blame,
On enemies to depict them as evil and treacherous.
To have switched the maps,
Where their secret treasures were buried.
Leaving the ones confined and blinded,
With visions to feast exclusively...
Their wishes and wants done selfishly.
More urgent for them to declare,
How their enemies now threaten...
With a deception more advanced.

"Excuse me,
Mister Know Everything With High I.Q.
And Extraordinary Wisdom."

-Yes. Yes. I am he.-

"If you know all there is about our enemies.
And their threats.
Why is it you accept their advice?
With it done as you alone lead us,
Down one dead end road after another? "

-I don't believe they would do that on purpose.
They told me they couldn't or wouldn't,
Do anything like that to me.
Since I know them personally.
And they live in nice upscale neighborhoods.-

"But...
It is you that call them our enemies."

-That's just for the attention.
And you must admit.
It's great for business and makes for good P.R.-

"For who? "

-Don't be stupid.
Who else? -