Self Serving Thoughtlessness Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I have been there myself.
And feel qualified from living the experience,
How pointless it is to warn someone else...
About the paying of unexpected consequences,
When in the process of displaying...
An expressed disrespect.

I have learned to sit and witness,
The inappropriateness of it.
Remembering when that piper came,
Directly to me with a playing to remind...
Why the visit was so specific.

I have learned to sit and witness,
The inappropriateness of someone else's...
Self serving thoughtlessness.
And that piper coming to play them a tune,
That had them moaning and whining.
Until they began to croon...
In the key of woe that wouldn't let them go.

And I have learned,
From my own experiences from this...
That it is best to respect,
Than it is to later regret and accept...
A receiving of grief.
Returned by a sefl serving thoughtlessness,
No one expects to get when it comes.