No Exceptions Made Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

And now...
The clean up!
Like none ever done.
Some will not be in it for the healing of it!
Many will sit in bitterness.
In divisions that they are accustomed.

They will not accept,
A participation without choice.
There is a clean up that is going to be done!
By everyone.
There will be no exceptions made!

All of those you see,
Looking from the windows,
Inside the house?
If they wish to eat and sleep in comfort...
They will work the fields,
And yield to discipline!

They, them, those and others...
Will sweep the dirt,
Everyone let collect.
'This' will become your reality!

'He will never be 'my' president! '

I doubt if that is a concern of his.
He prefers the title...
Chief Delegator!

What is his concern...?
Everyone will do their chores!
Complete assignments.
And 'earn' their right to complain.
Including you!

You see those obstacles?
Those hurdles to be jumped?
Those problems to be solved!
They are tremendous.
Embrace them!
Consider them yours!
The best way to get familiar...
I suggest?
Less protest.
This is the 'change' you can believe in!