Visions To Taste Evasive Promises

You come to me with expectations,
My path you will clear...
From your prior attacks,
That left total devastation.
With promises you would correct this,
IF I remained patient.

This is what you want me to believe?
As if I'll be quick to forgive your wickedness,
Based upon promises with no actions to leave?
You really take me to be a perfect fool.
I learned with time given this is true. You do!

And I must admit...
None of what you've done would have ever existed,
If I hadn't allow you to see me sit...
Wishing for my dreams to come if I sat to just sit.
With your assistance.
And visions to taste evasive promises fading again away.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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