Replaced By Awareness

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Examining to explore,
Beyond my comfort zone...
Can be attributed to my condoning,
An acceptance of differences.
With a listening to opinions,
From those having experiences...
Unlike mine.
I found that definitions change all the time.

Those that do not travel,
Outside of their own neighborhoods...
Often find it for them difficult to comprehend,
What they've been fed to buy and sell...
Where they dwell has long been outdated.
But difficult it is for those not curious,
Or the least bit inquisitive...
To understand a life to live with more to give,
Has to be experienced beyond their closed doors.

And to be 'in' it and not 'of' it is hard to explain,
To those seeking to live life remaining the same.
Fearing changes to claim.
With wishes changes for them did not exist.
Although wanting they do,
The benefits of change to them handed.
Without adapting to the affects of them to accept.

How does anyone leave a past behind,
Without accepting changes?
How does anyone adapt with a broadened mind,
Believe that a being down to Earth means...
Expressing a kept ignorance endears them,
With a social acceptance that popularizes stubbornness.
In times stupidity has been replaced by awareness.
An awareness sought beyond their own doorsteps.

Replaced...
By awareness.
And they can't perceive,
The times we live that have come.

Replaced...
By awareness.
And they can't perceive,
The times we live that have come...
To everyone.
To have it done.

Replaced...
By awareness.
And they can't perceive,
The times we live that have come.

Replaced...
By awareness.
And they can't perceive,
The times we live that have come...
To everyone.
To have it done.

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