<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=439742" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>No Longer Is That Scent Addicting</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've been profiled and monitored.<br>Suspected for steps I took.<br>And accused of those, <br>I lay too fast asleep to make.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whipped nuts with minds burning up, <br>Are quickly crushing themselves...<br>From beliefs they keep unchanged.<br>Slipping grips on fed delusions.<br>And rapidly going insane! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've been profiled and monitored.<br>Suspected for steps I took.<br>And accused of those, <br>I lay too fast asleep to make.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And criticized for living my life.<br>With judgements made that I was crazed.<br>But my eyes beheld the decadence and blight...<br>Those who invited, <br>While ostracizing the ones they opposed...<br>Who had been right.<br>To leave them emotionally abandoned.<br>While a rejoicing in ignorance...<br>Excited in the darkest of nights.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now they fight each other to spite in self hatred! <br>With accusations made and placed...<br>Upon me and others of colored face.<br>And those who sympathize with a guarded pace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hear the ones seeking, <br>And wishing for me to come to their aid.<br>I hear the voices ask forgiveness.<br>But how can that be done? <br>I am not the 'One' who comes to save! <br>When I, <br>Like the others...<br>Have accepted we've been shunned.<br>The 'gift' the evildoers gave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've been profiled and monitored.<br>Suspected for steps I took.<br>And accused of those, <br>I lay too fast asleep to make.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now I find I am too loyal, <br>To break away from my own escape! <br>For a return to a burning...<br>Once inside me yearning.<br>But no longer is that scent addicting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=439742" data-title="No Longer Is That Scent Addicting de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="I've been profiled and monitored. Suspected for steps I took. And accused of those, I lay too fast asleep to make. Whipped nuts with minds burning up, Are quickly crushing themselves... From beliefs they keep unchanged. Slipping grips on fed de..."></div> </div> </div>

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