Low, Down And Dirty Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

It's becoming low.
Down.
And dirty.
The people and their thoughts,
We all pay at a cost.

It is low.
Down.
And dirty.
To leave the foolishness of it,
Accepted etiquette.

How can people preach about,
What's right from the wrong.
When everywhere there's conflict,
Practiced and going on.

It is low.
Down and dirty.
Yet so many turn their backs.
As if they are not attached.
But the fact remains,
It pains.
And we are all attacked.

It is not too slow.
This lowing down to dirty.

Wicked politics,
In the midst of all of it.
Using people to addict,
To get their habits fixed.
And no one seems to be discreet,
When they meet upon the streets.
Since a sleaze done openly is there to see.
And...
How can people preach about,
What's right from the wrong.
When everywhere there's conflict,
Practiced and going on.

It is made too easy.
Today and to addict.
To be low down and sleazy.
As if it benefits
To be low down and dirty.
Where doesn't it exist.
To get away from it.
And all the foolishness.

It is made too easy.
Today and to addict.
To be low down and sleazy.
As if it benefits
To be low down and dirty.
Where doesn't it exist.
To get away from it.
And all the foolishness.

It is made too easy.
To be low down and dirty.
And pleased to be a sleaze.