Lawrence S. Pertillar

Bronze Star - 6,470 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

They Lust

They Lust!
Don't let them fool you.
Under that self righteous,
'Holier-than-thou' veneered exterior...
They lust.
That's the only thing they do,
That can be trusted.
They lust.
Whether it's sex, violence
Or drugs from others they sell to bust!
They lust.
The weapons they legalize to hunt and kill,
Just for thrills to satisfy their mental ills.
They lust!
And stealing and lieing with covered up shrills!
They lust.
Don't let them fool you.
If they didn't...
They wouldn't be asking God,
To forgive them for what they do!
They lust and pray.
And take they do from others that way!
They lust.
By their own self deception.
And this is not admitted.
Nor will they quit it.
They lust.
It's in the fabric they wear.
And dare those who oppose,
This exposure!
Seeking excuses and remedies,
To mask their misdeeds...
Feed and breathe.
They lust!
To protect and gratify their whims!
They lust in view.
And deny that's what they do.
They lust.
Self destructing...
With a willful absence of shame.
They lust...
And it is done,
As they imprison others to blame...
For doing the same.
They lust.
While watching those who suffer.
They lust.
And this excites them!
Even when betraying one another.
They lust.
That's the only thing they do,
That can be trusted.
They lust.
It's in the fabric of their allegiances,
They pledge to keep obeyed.

Submitted: Friday, February 22, 2008
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  • Rookie Matthew Long (10/22/2008 12:44:00 PM)

    I have a story to tell. Since I am not very good at writing then I must ask you to write me a poem that fits my story. A few weeks ago I found that I was attracted to this exchange student from Brazil in my English class. Her name is Daniella. well I asked her to prom, which was stupid because prom is not until the end of the year. She replied ' I don't really know because it's really early in the year.' Then the following monday I asked her to the most recent home football game for out school. She replied again 'I dont know, I think I'm supposed to be going with some friends' My friend helped me out with most of the situation. I've been informed I came on a little too strong. So yesterday I went up and apologized for coming on so strong and I gave her my Myspace address for when she sets hers up. I want to make a good impression and I want to take things slow but I want to go after her before it's too late. So I need a poem that descibes this situation. It has to be deep and emotional. I want her to like it. So please help me. (Report) Reply

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