Teddybears Have Been Slaughtered

Many wish life the way they see it.
The way that it has been fed.
Without the bleakness and the dred.
But when the veil is lifted...
And a reality hidden begins to spread.
They go ballistic.
Out of their heads.
Their talking teddybears have been slaughtered.
And those they believed were of inferior quality...
Are actually more superior to what to them has been said.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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