Ultimate Ends
Too big to be refused whims.
Too huge and tremendous.
Too much.
Too self destructive.
And not slapped back,
Into consciousness.
Sometimes that's all that is needed,
To revive a broken heart crumbling.
If blocked doors are torn down...
With a hug given,
To prevent ultimate ends.
No discussions or meetings set,
To address one's sorrow!
Enforcement enriches the spirit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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