Not Done To Produce Laughs

Does it matter to me,
How my accomplishments are rated?
Or where a history has me placed?

Would it matter to me,
If my deeds are criticized?
With a judgement passed on me to berate?

With a doing done I can only say,
However I am depicted with a history revealed...
To prove something I did to do merits an attention given,
Had not in time faded away...
With judgements made on me passed.
Or that which I did that has lasted long after,
That which I did to do has validated my tasks.
Why would it matter to me?

Why would it matter,
How my accomplishments are rated?
Or where a history has me placed?
When I began my journey and on my path,
All I heard were criticisms and laughter.

And even if I wished to have the last laugh,
To whose benefit would the doing of it serve?
The doing of my accomplishments,
Were not done to produce laughs.
No matter whose imagination,
Is left to leave stretched.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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