Lawrence S. Pertillar
Tolerated For What It Is
A sickness condoned,
Becomes a disease...
Too difficult to explain to cure or rid.
And tolerated for what it is,
It becomes an epidemic...
That numbs those who become,
Too addicted to the illness,
To acknowledge its destruction.
All effected in acceptance,
Eventually become humored by it!
And it sits destroying,
As it inflicts!
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