Gainfully Out of Touch At All Times

It's the art of brainwashing.
To make excuses for oneself,
And lay the blame on someone else.
It has its 'perks'
For those that this works for.
But it does not last for long.
Someone eventually,
Can tell something is wrong.
When thousands are in denial...
A heavy medication has been done.
Especially when no one seems to be stunned...
But 'vegged' out!
And being under the influence,
Of total delusion.
And in the heights of its effectiveness...
People self inject themselves,
With thoughts of greatness...
Others wished they had a dose of it.
To keep them as high as 'crack' can keep them!

It has been deep and severe,
This process that keeps them...
Gainfully out of touch at all times.
Preparing fresh excuses.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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