Fed Up With A Fighting Of Battles Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Done with a living through their escapades,
Too many are living fates they can not chase away.
And very few know they can't delay or fake,
The ridding of fantasies accepted but betray.

Detached from seeking distractions,
That had fooled.
Left people feeling down and trapped,
Under pressure and used.
Detached from seeking distractions,
That had fooled.
Today more want facts and with truth.

Fed up with a fighting of battles,
And tainted tales to pursue.
No more do they wish to lament them,
These afflictions they want removed.

Feeling pressured and used!
And fed up with a fighting of battles,
With tainted tales to pursue.
No more do they wish to lament them.
These inflictions they want removed.

They want that funk from them to dump!
They are fed up with a fighting of battles.
Take that funk from them to dump!
And the wickedness of evil.
They want that funk from them to dump!
They are fed up with a fighting of battles.
Take that funk from them to dump!
And the wickedness of evil.
They want that funk from them to dump!
And the wickedness of evil.
They want all funk from them to dump!
They are fed up with a fighting of battles.
Battles.
Battles.
They are fed up with a fighting of battles.
And they want all funk be dumped!
With no hint of it re-acted.
They want all funk from them be dumped!