With Druthers To Smother Others
It will always be my intention,
by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Unmentioned but done...
To deliver and refuse,
Making excuses with an ease to do.
Or have anyone take my efforts,
With a purpose to disqualify...
My endeavors to dismiss,
As being less than my best.
When I know little rest I get,
To move forward with steps...
Made with kept faith not to repeat mistakes.
Nor can I waste my time to sit,
Listening to comments made to groan over it...
From some wishing with druthers that persist,
To smother others they drag through a mud.
While judging to criticize what another does.
And this done not to move or budge to face,
What it takes to place two feet on the ground.
To do with an effort to make and take command.
Regardless of who critiques this done.
But will not comprehend to understand,
The motivation, initiative or incentive behind...
Someone who has success envisioned.
And not defeat to accept to keep it in mind.
People like this to have known discouragement,
Are not seeking to keep reminded of it.
Or who it is that wishes them kept,
Fearing to move forward.
Or left behind regretting steps taken,
They could have made.