Sedated

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's time to dropp hopscotched ideals. Limited in isolation... Within the minds, Of those locked in and boxed. Guilt rides them with fear. No sleep comes near them at night. A contained anger, Keeps them in beliefs... Their way of life is right. Although a solicited greed, Has pushed them to the brink. Fading values and standards, Are spoken of as treasures... With such a seriousness, Their fixed eyes do not blink. Their very existence relies, On the marketing of decadence. And once great foundations... Are decaying more rapidly than common sense. Guilt rides them with fear. No sleep comes near them at night. A contained anger, Keeps them in beliefs... Their way of life is right. It's time to dropp hopscotched ideals. Limited in isolation... Within the minds, Of those locked in and boxed. Although a solicited greed, Has pushed them to the brink. Fading values and standards, Are spoken of as treasures... With such a seriousness, Their fixed eyes do not blink. As if they have been... Sedated!

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