In The Hopes That a Prize Will Be Awarded
Many can not elevate themselves,
From the trappings of madness.
As if hypnotically accepting to be strapped...
To the latest amusement ride,
That churns their emotions until they ache inside.
There is an attraction to scream.
With a fee paid that heightens one's demeaning.
And discussions to repeat,
The thrill of agony that takes them off their feet.
In the hopes that a prize will be awarded.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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