Will Not Allow Pests to Piss

Say what you will,
Among others of your ilk.
Others who 'bah' together like sheep,
In uniformed disagreement.
Together with increased ignorance received.
With similar skills to squeal in protective weakness.

However...
If you and I have not made eye contact,
And neither of us have made that a fact known!
But you and 'your kind'
Have made your active backstabbing shown,
Do not 'assume' your sleazy activities,
Go unnoticed.
And by me unaddressed.

I enjoy the fleecing of sheep!
On my terms.
Since I've grown to identify defects,
Hampering the progress of my footsteps!
And I will not allow pests to piss on me secretly!

My way of acknowledgement,
is to seek with a preciseness that is not overblown.
I'm one who loves to stage outrageous raids.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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