Those Who Know Best Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

If it continues to be assumed,
As to what others think.
How they feel when choosing,
What it is unknown to them...
Any decisions someone else,
Has done to do to prove.
Why is it,
When facts discovered...
Become openly revealed,
Contradicting assumptions...
False and purposely,
Very creative.
Those assumptions become,
The foundation and basis...
From rumors that begin,
A reality nonexistent to defend
Uphold and protect.
To accept as validated.

'Uh...
Stop pretending to be,
Who you clearly are not.'

-You're right.
For so long I've charaded.
Paraded and masqueraded.
Now...
Tell me who it is,
I should have been?
I prayed for this day,
For God to undo...
This too comfortable skin,
You've noticed...
I don't belong in.
Should I close my eyes?
And prepare,
For my dramatic transformation?
Or...
Will you decide to electrify me
Instead?
I've been awaiting,
For this moment to come.-

'Well...
We didn't anticipate,
This kind of a...uh...
Welcoming reception.
But, uh...
You see,
We had depended upon those...
Who know best to be here.
But, for whatever the reason,
We were just suddenly informed
Our confrontation with you,
Conflicts with their schedule.'

-I understand.
I'm cool with disappointments.
Contact me when your schedules,
Happen to match.-