Traps! Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

And the doing on the run isn't fun!

Trying everyday to make impressions,
Traps!
Making payments on accepted debts,
Traps!
With a paid for happiness that gets less,
Is a trap that many regret.

A bling once shining with a gleam dims.
And then a replacing of them begins.
Is a trap that many regret,
Yet...
Trying everyday to make impressions,
Traps!
Making payments on accepted debts,
Traps!
With a paid for happiness no one gets.
Upsets to confess.

Decisions that are made to escape from traps,
With a weight eliminated to get off their backs...
Have 'some' relieved they have chosen that!
But a feeling of quilt is mourned...
Knowing what they've left is gone!

A bling once shining with a gleam dims.
And then a replacing of them begins.
Is a trap that many regret,
To upset and confess.
Yet...
Decisions that are made to escape from traps,
With a weight eliminated to get off their backs...
Have 'some' relieved they have chosen that!
But a feeling of quilt is mourned...
Knowing what they've left is gone!

A craving to get another taste stays.
Traps to be set have not gone away.
And people who escape admit the chase,
From temptations that are very strong!
With a prolonging that lingers on!

And, the doing on the run isn't fun!
When...
Trying everyday to make impressions,
Traps!
Making payments on accepted debts,
Traps!
With a paid for happiness that gets less,
Is a trap that many regret.
Yet...
People are addicted to a greed to feed.
And the doing on the run isn't fun!
When...
People are addicted to a greed to feed.
And the doing on the run isn't fun!
When...
People are addicted to a greed to feed.
People are addicted to a greed to feed.
People are addicted to a greed to feed.
And the doing on the run isn't fun!
When pretense of a doing has not been done...
With a guilt felt by those left stunned,
Wanting to get back to their traps!
With a guilt felt by those left stunned,
Wanting to get back to their traps!
With a begging to be given them back!
Traps.
TRAPS!