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Compulsory Plea

Updated on December 1, 2010

Compulsions are hard on the proud...

knowing my proclivity to say out loud...

having a manner that one can't forget...

it leaves me out in front or not...

to be blunt I speak me and others...

reading gives words new reason to renew...

I cant stop myself when words come...

a reason noble or seeming so presents...

a rash statement or two to shut down a rant...

hey, you would do it to were you me...

even so I plead to bleed...

without scales to balance the deed...

I am innocent of intent to offend...

offending is life...

strife is a passion when there's a good reason to contend...

not that contention ever is good...

perception speaks to the mind...

considering me as me...

the fight is mothers milk...

a symptom or catharsis of what I saw and see...

so put up your dukes...

else help me keep mine down...

I don't expect charity from you...

it is kindness enough that you read this bluff...

a proud heart excusing attitude.

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      Jaggedfrost 7 years ago

      strange is it not? The Law of Consecration works like that.

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      Doug Turner Jr. 7 years ago

      "plead to bleed" -- that's a heavy-hitting suggestion.