Permitted To Become Ugly Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

If the doing of it has with a consciousness,
Been done...
To find many now protesting the outcome,
Then those insisting with their resistance...
Are the reason and the cause of its existence.
When math is understood it is easier to apply.
Rotten apples with oranges can not be disguised.
Anyone who accepts this,
Can no longer continue to themselves lie.

But excuses to use and alibis to keep,
Has found many awakening...
From their self induced addictions to deep sleep.
With it to realize as their eyes open wide,
Kept delusions fade when reality chases them away.
And truth to select is more effective than rejecting it.
Although painful it can get,
When the first taste of it is not what one expects.
It can sour sweet dreams to perceive them as nightmares.

'What's going on? What's happening all over the place? '

~Truth denied and resisted has arrived to be what it is.
And has been permitted to become ugly,
By those refusing to admit it had even existed.~

'Who allowed it to be forbidden? '

~The ones heard objecting,
To the growth of their own rotten fruit.
With accusations to lay the blame...
On others who chose to invest their time,
Only on a good harvest they could market.~

'But why are some protesting and others are not? '

~You do the math. I already have.
When was it last you saw to see,
Prized flowers growing unassisted amongst weeds?
To then believe they could thrive,
Without a hint of shown envy or jealousy?
And from the ones seeking attention to protest,
Their own kept successful lack of interest.~