Treasure Island

Lawrence S. Pertillar

(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

To Realize A Recognized Speeding


Every minute a youthful mind,
Believes a playing around each day...
Is something that can be savored...
As time disguised from them slowly fades,
Becomes more sacred with an aging.
Especially when a seriousness of life,
Has been recovered from a hypnotized delusion.

And those who discover this seriousness,
With a meaning and purpose...
Unavoidable to face with a useless debate,
Are the ones no longer in denial or try...
To pretend they have been granted immortality.
As an expediting to do much more with their lives,
Becomes prioritized to realize a recognized speeding.

Submitted: Sunday, October 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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