I'M Not Here To Reminisce 'Your' Experiences

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Those who speak out,
And unafraid to oppose...
A direction popularized,
With a blindness followed.
Are often left behind but find they meet,
The very ones to greet...
Explaining how they misunderstood,
The meaning of ignorance.
And how listening to comprehend,
Saves time to prevent...
Suffering through needless consequences.

'Why aren't you paying me any attention? '

~I did.
But today I'd rather walk,
Than to waste repeated talk.
Unless you are going to tell me,
Those wounds appearing on your head...
Are not from hitting it against a brick wall.~

'I didn't think you would notice.'

~Do you want to see a healing done,
From scraped knees?
Falling down until I learned the message?
I'm not here to reminisce 'your' experiences.
I've got my own.~

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