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By Louis Gander
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Pretending as I have since birth

right up to now, today -

those fun and selfish things I've spun

to get things my own way.


Well, I would always cry and whine

if I was not chastised -

and tantrums were my specialty

if wants weren't realized.


As teens, my friends and I would joke.

We'd smoke a cigarette.

We sometimes laughed at other folk,

without the least regret.


The beer I drank had proved me cool.

the drugs, to get me high.

Abortion took a precious life -

deception's selfish lie.


Yet at the top of my own list

were comforts by the score...

from better cars to bigger homes

and oh, so much, much more.


I thought about how good I was -

and things that I deserved.

I bragged about the good I'd done

and all the folks I'd served.


I slammed the door on all those things

I'd just as soon forget -

but stubborn guilt had gripped me so

and hadn't left me yet.


Convince myself, I still do try

and fool my closest friend -

but Heaven, though, cannot be fooled

and God does not pretend.


(author's note: I did not smoke, drink or do drugs)


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Submitted: Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Last Updated: Tuesday, July 1, 2014

About the Poet
Born in Richland Center, Wisconsin in 1954. It's the poem's message that matters- not the poet.

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