Addiction of This Sickness

Look...
If someone tries to convince you,
A trillion dollars is needed to fix everything?
There will not be a cent left to spend,
For the maintenance of that mending...
To continue.
Your headaches will be never ending.
And you will be reduced to seducing excuses.
You are already hypnotized by lies.
You crave delusions to be fed.
You look for the next fear to be introduced.
And you pride yourself for being a bigot.
As you accuse someone else,
For their wishes not to be a part of this?
Guess which one of you does not recognize,
The addiction of this sickness?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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