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There Is No Question Of Devotion Given
I resent those who believe,
My shoes are easy to wear.
And my path has been paved...
With lemonade stands along the way.
My efforts have never come to me,
Like the cooling of a Summer breeze.
I've earn the right to make my life appear simple.
And what has become basic to me,
May not be your cup of tea at all.
The application of work.
With little sleep afforded to create.
Loyalty and dedication.
Subdued frustration...
That's what it takes.
To have someone believe...
All they have to do is to sneak up behind me,
To treat themselves as if I'm not to notice?
With a duplication done?
I am not going to say that is impossible!
But I do know my 'spirit guides' too well.
And where I sit...
There is no question of devotion given.
Or 'who' supplies the goods.
poem
by
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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