Inner Conflict

By Lawrence S. Pertillar

The only ones offended…
And pretend they have a right,
To fight against and defend
Expressions that lend themselves
To expose feelings felt without pretence.
They themselves keep fenced…
Are those who sit with inner conflict!
Their sickness is in their minds.
And will not be found in mine!
This freedom to explore possibilities…
Is an option not to be entrapped,
By those wrapped up within!
Their limitations are not sought,
To provide an end to my thoughts!

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