That Beating Of The Bush Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

That Beating Of The Bush



I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.

That beating of the bush.

I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.

That beating of the bush.

I have this 'thing' about honest and truth.
And those who become offended,
By declaring them too harsh to accept!

There has not been an experience I received,
I regretted with a wish to forget!
And those attempting to live their lives,
In pretense to deceive believing this is not deception...
Will always escape with excuses and alibis to make.
Charading as if...
No one recognizes,
Who is in masquerade.
And who amongst them fakes!

I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.

That beating of the bush.

I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.

That beating of the bush.

An honesty and truth spoken,
From deceivers is rare.
Those who deceive perceive...
Those who are direct and honest,
Are insensitive and do not care!
With a sharing of this mentality...
To those empathetic,
In a keeping of delusions...
Spared from despair!

But I know I'm not the only one...
Who elects to see,
Dishonesty from all people get up and leave.
I can't be!

I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.

That beating of the bush.

I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.

That beating of the bush.

I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.

That beating of the bush.

I'm not into,
The beating of the bush.

That beating of the bush.

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