Everyone Rallies Around The May-Pole Tree

No one can go anywhere,
Without hearing someone talking...
About somebody else.
As if they are being entertained,
By the doing of it to allow others...
Who are really messing up their lives,
An openness to do it.

While everyone rallies around the 'may-pole' tree,
Dancing freely...
As promises are made by politicians,
To solve the problems they are accustomed to making...
With the declaration of placing the blame on someone else,
As part of their entitlement procedures.

'Did you see that game last night? '

~No, I was invited out to dinner.
And guess who we ran into? ~

'Don't tell me.
It wasn't...? '

~Yes it was.
And guess who was left at home,
Thinking we were all at a company meeting?
While they were out cheating.
And with the next door neighbor.
The one who gets up early and jogs.~

'No way? '

~Way!
Trust me...
It's 'way'! ~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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