Cracked

Piped and smacking munchies.
Cracked while passing lit delights.
Strung out to numb...
Any thoughts,
Of making decisions that come!

Relaxed and cracked.
Listening to rap tracks.
Fizzled minds gaining nothing learned!
Burning generations to crispy creatures.

As elders watch...
With wise eyes fixed on their demise,
And realizing much too late...
The tick tocking of a clock that's heard,
Does not wait...
For belated actions to solve their fates,
In debates to delay the doom that awaits.
Or flaws to be corrected in the laws all break!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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