<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=442800" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Still In a Processing Called Progress</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am not the one, <br>To empathize with those...<br>Who have sat on cushioned booties, <br>That have begun to bottom out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can not consider feeling remorse, <br>For those who have spent their lives<br>In complaint and in comparison of others.<br>Those who wake up in the morning, <br>With only one thing on their minds...<br>How to best manipulate someone, <br>From something they wished they had.<br>And do their best to get! <br>And stealing it without one sign of regret! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And how can someone have no remorse, <br>For denying another human the right to live...<br>Without plagiarizing their inventions or lifting their resources.<br>And then return to make claims for the land! <br>With all of their symbolic religious splendor.<br>Pepared and ready to teach the way of the demon.<br>And to see to it, <br>Just what sins are understood...<br>To commit! <br>And ultimately come to them to beg forgiveness! <br>What mindset is that...<br>Which spreads this kind of cancer? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That answer will not be forthcoming.<br>Since these misdeeds, <br>Are still in a processing called progress!</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=442800" data-title="Still In a Processing Called Progress de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="I am not the one, To empathize with those... Who have sat on cushioned booties, That have begun to bottom out. I can not consider feeling remorse, For those who have spent their lives In complaint and in comparison of others. Those who wake up..."></div> </div> </div>

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