Deserving To Be Celebrated Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

A good fight to win if won,
Seems to be more celebrated...
By those distant from trenches.
With a doing not to heal wounds to mend.
Or a single moment spent,
Wishing to impress while stressed.
And under duress with no rest to get.
Just to hear cheers and see the flow of tears...
Dripping down the eyes of the ones,
Glad to collect from the placing of their bets.
Leaving those who have put up good fights to win,
Left to forget with a caring less...
If they are homeless, hungry for love or have regrets,
Knowing that a fight they had sacrificed to win...
Completely disconnects them,
From participating as celebrants...
Deserving to be celebrated.

'Excuse me.
But who invited you?
And why do you appear to be less enthusiastic?
Are you sure you belong here?
OR did someone give you the wrong address? '

~I'm just one of those who prevented your loss.
That's all.~

'Yeah, right.
Then why aren't you being recognized? '

~Convenience.
And wishes of others,
To keep certain images kept.
With a doing not to introduce ill will.
Or feelings of guilt,
While sharing the winnings of their collected bets.~