Slip Me a Whiff

Slip me a whiff,
And let me sniff to pollute.
My values have been stomped upon,
And I'm feeling much used and abused.

I don't have any change in my pocket.
My dollars I've banked have tanked.
They tell me to have patience.
But the devastation is not only on my face.
Many are collecting memories...
To leave their tears in evicted places.

Slip me a whiff,
And let me sniff to pollute.
My values have been stomped upon,
And I'm feeling much used and abused.

Where do I go when my life has been crushed?
Who do I trust...
When standands I believed in have been flushed.

I remembered when I perceived those in need were lazy.
Now I understand more than I wish.
How things can change...
With priorities rearranged.
To leave relationships strained,
In estranged, insane derangements no one claims!
But emotions can't keep distanced.

Slip me a whiff,
And let me sniff to pollute.
My values have been stomped upon,
And I'm feeling much used and abused.

I wish to forget and dismiss what is.
By getting high and flying high above it!
To drift and resist its pull that threatens!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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