In Opposition and Obstinate

In opposition and obstinate,
Are those who refuse reform...
To upset any progress of success.
They would rather let...
Their own mothers bleed to death,
Than to take one step forward...
Out of their present state,
Of an obvious darkness.

And why are those in opposition,
With an obstinate condition?
It is a control factor...
They see slipping away,
From greased palms dripping greed.

An economy no longer strong,
Or able to feed a known feast of gluttony...
Is gone.
And an acknowledgement of a desperate reform,
Has most wishing they can prolong,
The signs and affects of an approaching storm!
With the disregarding,
Of the lightening and rumbling thunder!

Unyielding they are...
Like a spoiled child fixed,
To a tantrum encouraged...
To leave those accustomed to it when it comes.
In beliefs what is done will go away if ignored.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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