Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 9,435 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

False Pride - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

It's not about the rhythm that you keep.
Or the way that you pat your feet to the beat.
It's all about the moving that you do,
When you get to grooving.

It's not about those things that you've got,
That eye pop.
To think I'll be impressed...
But I'm not!
I don't want to be used by someone
Slick and fooling.

I'd like to have fun with a special one.
I'm not about to be undone by a hunt.
To be captured and put up with a false pride,
You prize!

I'm not going to feel like I'm second best.
Or be the one you select to test!
The peace of mind I've got,
You wont molest it!

No it's not about the rhythm that you keep.
Or the way that you pat your feet to the beat.
It's all about the moving that you do,
When you get to grooving.

When you bust that move,
I want to see you do something true.
Something that comes from the heart,
And soul of you.

When you bust that move,
I want to see you thinking too!
I want to see how you put together,
What it is you do.
Expose it so I'll know,
What you show...
Just keeps improving!

I'm not going to feel like I'm second best.
Or be the one you select to test!
The peace of mind I've got,
You wont molest it!

Or lie and deny,
There's a false pride you prize.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 5, 2009



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