I Sleep Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I Sleep



Please don't confront me today,
With your self righteous indignations.
To wave your reminder of sins over my head.
And threats to make,
If I do not follow your ways instead.
I live!

Is it really peace that you wish?
Or the authority to see what I do in bed?
And who with?
I sleep.
And apparently,
You don't get enough of it.

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