Unable To Tell The Difference

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Not many do I regard as being original.
Too many are followers.
With 'that' as a wish...
To appease those unable to tell the difference.

Very few are daring enough to innovate.
So many minds are limited and faked...
With a patience that awaits for someone,
To create to enable them to plagiarize the taste.

And the obviousness of this can not be dismissed.
Not by those who know the aspects of what's genuine.
And that authenticity always has with it fresh air.

Not many do I regard as being original.
Too many are followers.
With 'that' as a wish...
To appease those unable to tell the difference.

Comments about Unable To Tell The Difference

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