Stinging With Fever Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Stinging With Fever



Stinging with fever.
And the heat of what is seen,
Wont cool down the temperature...
Unless,
Accepted and received...
Is a need to self examine,
With a diagnose believed...
That all minds,
Are in need of a healing to mend.
All minds in these times,
We find ourselves in...
Are in need,
With no one who believes this offends.

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