What Would Be My Compensation?

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

And what would be my compensation?
For applying your constant aggrevation,
Towards years of my devoted dedication.
Now that you have discovered...
My qualifications.

Would you like I should dismiss...
The hurting lies uttered,
From your deceiving lips?

And what would be my compensation?
For a forgiveness through tears,
I tried but gave.
Throughout character assassinations,
And slanderous comments from you that were made.
Taking my friends...
And turning family members into foes.
These are just but a few,
Of those evil things done you have exposed.

And what would be my compensation?
To save you from your own degradation.
Now that you realize,
Your own lies have betrayed.
You swim with those who used you as a tool...
In a quagmire you allowed and self righteously made.

And what would be my compensation?
Since where you are...
Has delighted my fascination!
And I am neither judgemental,
Or easily pleased.
Observing you on your knees pleading,
Does absolutely nothing for me.
I've done that myself much better...
Too many times before!

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