Stalking Storks Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Stalking Storks



You are 'still' embarrassed
By open discussions regarding sex?
Although you condone violence
That is created without debate...
Marketed and sold to incite riots.

All of us have been fucked up!
Screwed by some form of love connection made.
However that is termed to keep you from squirming.

Two or more people got together,
To get you here.
By doing the 'nasty'.
Not by stalking storks,
To inquire about delivery dates.
And these realities are traumatic to our children,
Once they are called into battle on the killing fields.
Wherever and whenever it has been determined
Our 'interests' have been threatened and violated!
Like a rape of our senses long distorted!
'Storm Petrels' would have been better qualified,
If chosen to occupy that position!
We would be better prepared.

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