Lawrence S. Pertillar
Made To Forget About Making Excuses
I was raised by influences to pay attention,
Very early in my life.
And fortunate to escape from delusion,
Earlier than that.
Although I didn't know it then,
Every obstacle that came my way,
I had to face.
Since there was no one else,
To call out for help to play big brother.
And from the doing of this,
I was made to forget about making excuses.
Or hide behind lies or alibis,
To place the blame on others.
With it known that a telling of the truth,
Didn't always mean...
A relief to ease from an expected punishment.
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