Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Because I had no 'things'
To display to gain your respect.
For years you disrespected me.
And taunted my efforts,
As less than best.

Today your 'things' are gone.
And you are hanging onto pretense.
I never valued the playing of charade,
In masquerade.
And now you say I cling onto a bitterness.
Because of your dismay? ? ?

I will say your 'objectivity'
Has left you crazed!
THAT I will say.

Don't you think it odd,
The attention to me you give.
I think you are riduculous.
Since the happiness I live,
Is priceless.
And you are not due a single thought.

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