Whispers Heard Undisturbed Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Evil people continue to quietly sneak with a creeping,
To ride upon the backs of those afraid of consciousness...
With a choosing to remain asleep,
As evil people leave their whispers heard undisturbed...
To digest and manifest with an effective infestation.

Defeat to feed with a fed acceptance,
Keeps torment, pain and sorrow as a way of life.
And under hypnosis with addicted doses taken,
Faith, hope and inspiration loses a taste to motivate.
And this elates those of wicked deeds.

An absence of hindsight invites conflicts and confusion,
To give that which is out of place some kind of recognition.
With a doing that continues the quest of sneaky evil people,
To leave those under hypnosis with addicted doses taken,
Forsaking their faith, hope and inspiration for motivation...gone!