Feeling The Sting

Those who speak of a future,
But have divested all investments...
In effective selfishness.
To quickly feast and digest,
With a leaving behind those hungry...
To condone alone their own homelessness.
Becomes an image not easy to forgive and forget,
When that pendulum begins to swing...
For those painfully remembering their entitlements.
And feeling the sting of what division brings.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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