Thinking And Its Process Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

It seems a curiosity to adventure,
Has become discouraged to be explored.
So many more are witnessed,
Appearing to have less interest...
As to what their minds,
Can and could be used for.
Even children have been limited to prevent,
A taking of risks for the purpose to feed...
The continued marketing of greed.

Thinking and its process,
Has aborted all thoughts.
With a leaving behind common sense.
To no longer value the meaning of it meant.
Quick, fast and easy are needs to be met.
To fulfill a thrill in seconds to get.
And achieving success relies on denial to survive.
Since those today who evaluate,
Rely on criticisms to thrive on to describe their lives.

Comparisons are made with impressions to make.
And thinking to do with time to take,
Has become too cruel on a mind...
More accustomed to fake.
Leaving thoughts one may have,
Less appreciated if expressed.
And better left not to have them suspected to detect.

Thinking and its process,
Has aborted all thoughts.
With a leaving behind common sense.
To no longer value the meaning of it meant.
It seems a curiosity to adventure,
Has become discouraged to be explored.
So many more are witnessed,
Appearing to have less interest...
As to what their minds,
Can and could be used for.

'You dress to impress.
And that is to be admired.
But is it necessary to text,
Someone else to get answers...
For questions I think,
Simple enough for you alone to express.'

~Just a second.
The pictures are slow in downloading.
And you wont believe how much I pay monthly,
For this android I'm told can do anything.
Okay! Finally. There we go.
I'm sorry.
What was your question? ~

'And you...
Have a Master's Degree?
In what? '

~Hold on.
I didn't 'think' this interview,
Would be that difficult.
Just a second.
I want to prove to you I do.
Gee whiz.
Comeon. Comeon! ~