(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Money And A Title With Prestige

Affection, love and devotion to get,
Is more precious than any object...
One obtains to impress.
And as debts begin to deepen,
Leaving many left depressed...
A wanting of that affection,
With love and devotion to get...
Seems almost impossible,
For the ones who now wish...
To meet someone understanding this.

'You did 'WHAT? '.
Walked away from your possessions.
To decide a basic life you wanted to live?
And you 'think' this drastic decision of yours,
Should 'today' be understood?
By WHO? Me?
Are you kidding?
You've got to show me 'something',
Worth my time to keep me happy.
In other words...
Money and a title with prestige,
Is all I need to keep me happy.'

~So...
What is it that you are saying? ~

'A steady cash flow and good credit,
Will keep me affectionate.
And trust me...
As long as you got that going on,
I'll stay devoted with all the love you need.
I can not believe,
You think I should take you seriously.'

~I use to be into all of that.~

'Well, baby...
You look me up when you get that back.
Or have healed from that concussion.
Okay?
I am forgiving.'

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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