Playing Crazy Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Playing Crazy



If I had not lived my life,
To recognize early...
The petty doings of mischievious demons,
I too would become easily upset...
And feel threatened by their Earth bound tactics,
With them accepted to believe...
The walls they build to prevent my progress,
Are the same ones constructed...
From which they perceive,
Keeps me restricted mentally...
As they have proven themselves to be.
And if I had not lived my life,
To recognize early...
The petty doings of mischievious demons,
I would be like so many...
Caught up in 'religious' beliefs,
That staying to pray on beneded knees...
Would be ammunition enough,
To get the wicked misdeeds those demons leave...
To someday from me disappear.
And 'spiritually' I have found...
Earth bound tactics that demons use,
I can dismiss anytime I wish from my mind!

'How? '

Comprehending the benefits of discipline.
With a facing of obstacles to test my faith.
And understanding that conflicts and confusion,
Humans are taught to create and make...
For the purpose to escape from their own insecurities,
Is a doing the demons have effectively done...
To ignore the power of The One Most High.

'But you can not 'see' that.'

Exactly.
Nor can you see my thoughts.
Or to that which I am connected to validate,
My feelings with them kept real to believe.

'So...
What about the demons? '

What about them?
They are using everything to recuit new members.
And I don't mind standing in line.
I want to know all I can about their methods.
Portraying a fool and being one makes a difference.
And playing one who is crazy,
Has its advantages.

'Okay, MS Lawrence.'

LOL.
You demons are funny as hell.
Hmmm...
Let's see.
Sorry.
That's already on the list.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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