An Empathy For Fools Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

These days are moving along too fast,
For anyone to begrudge...
A doing not done in those times in their past.

Nothing wished to relive is going to return.
And what it was one should have learned,
Had been an opportunity...
To sit through those lessons.
With less of a stubbornness that now affects,
The ones expressing concerned with much regret.

These days are moving along too fast,
For anyone to begrudge...
A doing not done in those times in their past.
And those dismissed for being overly ambitious,
For being a jack of all trades and not masters of one...
Are no longer considered fools.
With a proving they can do many things to get done.

'You are just who we've been looking for.
Someone who has been exposed...
And can adapt with the wearing of many hats.'

~I was once told I could have been a president of a bank.~

'I used to be into titles too.
Aren't you glad you healed from such foolishness? '

~I was never into titles.
But I must confess to having an empathy for fools.~

'Good for you.
At least one of us is patient.
I like your style.
You are hired.
I hope you stay with us for a while.'