Debris Leavers

Debris leavers,
Are first to suggest...
Rodents infest their dwellings.
And their taxes are paid,
But don't seem to get rid of pests.
And yet not one of them protests,
When throwing their own garbage in the streets.
Nor do they take brooms to sweep,
The floors in their own homes.
The only thing that is missing,
Is the mud for these pigs!
Although...
That comparison to pigs is quite an unfair one!
Since I am told,
Pigs do use mud to cool and protect themselves from Sun.
And when they snort...
Not one of them is trying to get high,
To escape from lies they manifest to tolerate their own mess.

'Why are you so pessimistic? '

Isn't pessimism connected to some emotional attachment?
Or a negative reaction to that which one can not accept?

'Yeah!
Yeah, something like that? '

I apologize if I offend you in your beloved environment.
However...
If I have to step over trash.
OR clear it before knocking on your front door.
I can just imagine what is hidden in the back!
And out of my sight.
Trust me...
Blight is not one of my top tens.

'Listen...
That's how we live here.
If it is okay with us...
Why should you complain about it! ? '

Well...
Because I too pay taxes.
For the police protection you demand.
And the filth that's created by your mind and hands.
Tossing excuses about at my expense.
And...
I'm doing the best I can to be a true friend.
So don't push no buttons here!
Hopefully one day you will awaken.
To find fresh air to breathe that is clear.

'Hopefully you will learn to keep your mouth shut! '

You mean like 'you' and the rest of 'them'?
The ones who choose to sit on soft and fattened butts.

'No you didn't go there? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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