Losing An Appetite For Laziness Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Without a focused work ethic,
Independent of opinions...
Unsolicited yet given,
From those sitting wishing...
For their dreams blinged to appear.
Yet clearly doing less of what it takes,
To destroy sweetened visions.
And a craving of the fake.
Is not going to bring an single thing to anyone.
But more of the same,
With lower expectations done.

Success to achieve it to believe,
May require...
A rolling up of sleeves and some elbow grease.
And a losing an appetite for laziness,
Too long appreciated everyday to receive.
With a facing of the truth not to fear but embrace.
To then begin feeding on initiative and ambition.
As a removing of one's behind begins,
Recognizing denial and delusion stops to end...
A recycling of intentions only meant to pretend.

'I am tired of you calling me lazy.'

~Apparently not too tired to prove you are not.~