Lawrence S. Pertillar (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)
Something To Share
I have learned from my past experiences,
To never express a felt compassion...
With a sincerity that reeks of honesty.
Especially in places where an interpretation,
Of what comes from my heart...
Offends those not yet ready to accept,
Such expressions to come from a depth...
Not expected by those still superficial.
Since there are many with real feelings,
They would rather leave suppressed...
To have others guess what they are.
And to get upset 'if' what is guessed,
Happens to be misunderstood to then offend.
'I heard you said something to someone else,
That offended them.'
At least they got it off their chest.
Maybe one day they will have courage enough,
Not to vent with others what their druthers are.
With a realization,
That a bone in their back...
Also allows them to stand on their own two feet!
'Maybe they are afraid to get their head chopped off.'
So they prefer to accuse and execute people secretly?
'That's how some folks can be.'
'What do you mean? '
Your preference is to, 'He said. She said.'
To agitate with gossip dropped.
With an embellishing to exaggerate nonstop.
As long as you are not 'personally' attached to the attacks.
'I am offended by that.'
Now you can go back with something to share.
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