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    dots Submission Name: Peanutsdots

    Author: Latin King
    ASL Info:    31/M/Los Angeles
    Elite Ratio:    2.39 - 104/232/145
    Words: 159
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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       Something that keeps bothering me that I recall when my father used to move from town to town in Mexico... rough childhood!

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    Growing up
    We used to move
    So much
    Since my parents
    Were separated
    That was my luck
    That's why I held a tight
    Grudge that never faded.

    In a new small town
    I found myself lost and isolated
    The exchange of smiles and frowns
    While trying to make friends,
    Yet friendship was never negotiated.

    I was about four
    When a group of kids
    Were eating peanuts
    By a fountain
    Bunch of handfuls what a gore,
    They giggled and threw
    Some by my feet
    Until they build a small mountain.

    One of them said
    "Eat them from the ground"
    So I proceeded to do so
    I enjoyed the peanuts
    I blocked the rest in my head
    While glancing at their laughter sounds
    Wishing I had fled instead.

    I never enjoyed peanuts
    After that day
    Didn't understand things fully
    Never knew that innocence
    Could disguise itself as bullies.

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      If I find them now though, I would make them pick the peanuts up with their ass! Fuck a pack... my life has been so rough that I don't fear anything now!
    | Posted on 2012-09-29 00:00:00 | by Latin King | [ Reply to This ]
      I don't suppose it will help all
    that much but these behaviors
    are determined by evolution.
    Man has evolved a pack
    mentality that states strangers
    are to be run off or killed.

    If you had encountered any one of those
    kids by themselves there is a good
    chance you would have been friends.
    Conversely if you managed to get on
    the leaders good side quickly you would
    have been accepted into the pack.

    The pecking order may have determined
    you be on the bottom but you would
    have belonged.
    I reiterate you faced millions of years
    of adaptive behavior and the instinct
    you had for flight?
    I don't know as a pack they may
    have just run you down.

    Its too bad about the peanuts. They
    are quite tasty. However I think by eating
    them and proving yourself an object of
    ridicule and therefore not a threat ,
    you probably saved yourself
    from getting a beating.

    | Posted on 2012-09-29 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ]

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