It Is Just The Way It Is

Who are they to self righteously say,
How I should live my life?
And in an appropriate way?
I am not addicted to ignorance inflicted.
Nor do I practice the art of enslavement,
To parade and exhibit on a daily basis.

I do not and will not choose to use,
My freedom of thought to seek to suppress...
My consciousness to address impressions,
Others may accept as being well behaved.
Like a good 'boy' enjoyed by jokesters.
If I am provoked the doing will be known.

Neither do I tolerate or condone a shown disrespect.
I have experienced my life to earn a dignity I protect.
And I ask of no one to accept this.
It is just the way it is.
I have not lived to remove obstacles off my path,
To endure through fools who laugh at my tragedies! No.

I was not born to graze on corn.
Or under a circus tent to be the best clown I can be.
My feet from birth walk on the Earth.
And I have no need to prove to anyone,
On Earth I am capable to perform and with abilities.
With faith kept I know I've been blessed.

Who are they to self righteously say,
How I should live my life?
Or how I should react,
By those with imposed pretentious social graces?
And who are they with their standards and values,
From them slipping away to know what is best for another.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Comments (1)

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