Suddenly Images Change

Too many now bending under heat,
Like drying crops.
Without a drop...
Of reviving fresh water.

Others would rather ignore their pleas,
And let them rot.
Like the weeding,
Of their wicked disorder!

Suddenly images change.
Those now in pain,
Are the ones...
Who chose to inflict it.

Suddenly they all seem insane.
Those who disdained,
Are now the ones...
Mentally conflicted.

Too many now bending under heat,
Like drying crops.
Without a drop...
Of reviving fresh water.

Others would rather ignore their pleas,
And let them rot.
Like the weeding,
Of their wicked disorder!

Suddenly images change.
Those now in pain,
Are the ones...
Who chose to inflict it.

Suddenly they all seem insane.
Those who disdained,
Are now the ones...
Mentally conflicted.

Suddenly images change.
Like drying crops.
Without a drop...
Of reviving fresh water.

Suddenly they all seem insane.
Those who disdained...
Are now the ones,
Out-of-order.

Suddenly images change.
Like rotting crops.
Suddenly they all seem insane.
Their tears now drop.

Suddenly images change.
Like rotting crops.
Suddenly they all seem insane.
Their tears now drop.

Too many now bending under heat,
Like drying crops.
Without a drop...
Of reviving fresh water.

Suddenly images change.
Those now in pain,
Are the ones...
Who chose to inflict it.

Suddenly images change.

Suddenly they all seem insane.

Suddenly images change.

Suddenly they all seem insane.

Suddenly images change.
Those now in pain,
Are the ones...
Who chose to inflict it.
Now the wicked are conflicted.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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