They Don't Know What They Want Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

They don't know what they want.
To get it.
To get it.
With it to get.
They don't know what they want.
To get it.
To get it.
Then to quit.

They want to fight for their rights.
And independency.
But when conflicts start,
They want them ended immediately.

They don't know what they want.
To get it.
To get it.
With it to get.

They want others out of their lives.
Those they depend upon to survive.
And when these decisions are made to be done,
They protest against the effect that is left.
With expected exceptions selected to come.

They don't know what they want.
To get it.
To get it.
Then to quit.

They want their lives to remain exclusive.
With values and standards,
From others they've obtain.
They want their way of life sustained,
As they maintain the same feeding of greed.
Not to realize their wants and needs,
Had always been supplied interdependently...
By those they wish from them to be dismissed.

They don't know what they want.
With it to get it.
Then when to get it,
They don't want it to get.
They don't know what they want.
To get it.
To then get it,
To regret over it.

And conflicts they begin,
Never end.
To see what they have started,
Resulted from their selfish whims.

They don't know what they want.
To get it.
But when they get it...
It's always the fault of others,
They blame for starting...
Their mindless conflicts.
And because of this they get,
To be left crazed.