The Kool-Aid, Although Tasty...Was Never Free

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Can you excuse a tendency I have, To be direct, thoughtless and somewhat abusive? I grew up reminded I was dysfunctionally deprived. Although encouraged to dream, And master the art of discipline. I was not allowed to feel sorry for myself, Until I got older to realize how poor we were. But we dressed to impress and remained stylish. And sought to be cute. You know how 'some' kids do? However... I was never sold on having what I couldn't have. My sisters and I were taught to be grateful. And to eat a sandwich somebody first had to earn it. So... If it seems as if I can be direct, thoughtless And somewhat abusive... I have memories of earning many sandwiches. But I didn't realize that the meat was extra. So was the lettuce and tomato. Mayo too! And the kool-aid, although tasty... Was never free.

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