'This' Diet Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

'This' Diet



Wishing with initiative to remain motivated,
And focused with a decision made...
To stay on a path one has begun to pave,
Can be likened to one's kept desire...
To ignore the taunts of those less inspired,
Although very difficult it is...
For one to claim to have a discipline,
Yet when seen every other day...
Accepting AND to pay,
For a delivery of pizza, fried chicken, soda and chips...
Has a way of being noticed to witness.
Regardless of what disguises are worn to hide,
The one who tries the giving of advice...
They have found hard to follow.

'And what is it you recommend I should do,
If I wanted to achieve by getting better test results? '

~Sacrifice.
That's what it takes.
Sacrificing never fails with a receiving of success one believes.~

'And you?
I thought you told me you were on a strict diet?
With an exercising you do daily without fail.'

~Oh, it's very true.
I've learned that nibbling in between meals,
Helps reduce my appetite for junk foods.
And I just eat salads now as my main course,
To help me retain an appropriate weight.~

'I see.
And...
What 'is' your appropriate weight? '

~The weight I find that keeps the clothes I wear looking,
Appropriate and helps me not appear too wide.~

'I see.
And...
What do you call 'this' diet? '

~Myth and Kept Delusion.
My doctor has stated he was happy I finally found,
'Something' he created for me to stop my denials.
And I love it.
Now, whenever I make visits to my doctor,
He listens more patiently without 'telling' me what I should do.~

'I see.
And I'm sure your health is his main concern? '

~He is a 'doctor'.
Of course it is.~

Thursday, April 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: deception
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