People Change Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Everything,
Must change.
Nothing,
Stays the same.

Facts are facts.
Regardless who wishes,
To have them subtracted.
As if truth to reveal,
Will erase to eliminate...
The doing of their acts.

Few are left to defend,
The evil done to them.
And those who intended,
To harm others with their misdeeds...
Believe an aging done that awakens,
Will make it okay for them to claim...
They were the ones victimized,
By their conscious acts of ruining lives.
To assume time diminishes,
The effect of their told lies have had...
On broken relationships and cut family ties,
That created and cause conflicts to arise.

Today these demonic evil witches,
And warlocks alike...
Have chosen to adorn themselves in disguises.
Some who have menaced others,
Have taken to pulpits to minister.
Those who Bible thump have taken to the streets,
To quote and preach from scriptures...
In performances complete with rehearsed innocence.
As if their past harrassing,
People they had picked to inflict their wickedness...
Is easy to forget with expressed forgiveness given.
It isn't. Easy!

'People change.'

So do memories.
However...
Those inflicted to remember their pains,
To heal from them both physically and mentally...
Aren't so quick to choose from their thoughts,
Which ones are better kept selective.
And...
For 'whatever' the reason,
This practice has not been perfected.