Player Of Tricks Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

No one who's attracted to another,
Does it...
Just for kicks.
Just for kicks.
And no one who allows themself to suffer,
Does it...
Just for kicks.
Just for kicks.

No one on the ground found,
With their head hung down...
Is a player of tricks,
For attention to get.
And no one with a broken heart,
Sobbing not to stop.
Does this just for kicks.
Enjoying it.

No one who's attracted to another,
Does it...
Just for kicks.
Just for kicks.
And no one who allows themself to suffer,
Does it...
Just for kicks.
Just for kicks.

And no one does this with this done,
Knowing someday one will come...
Taking their emotions just to twist,
For the fun it.

No one who's attracted to another,
Does it...
Just for kicks.
Just for kicks.
And no one who allows themself to suffer,
Does it...
Just for kicks.
Just for kicks.

But some who deceive love to see others bleed,
And...
Just for kicks,
Of the doing of it.

Some who deceive love to see others bleed,
And...
Just for the kicks,
Of the doing of it.