Excessive Confessions Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Let go and let rest,
Of those excessive confessions.
No matter how exciting,
An awareness becomes and can get.

When eyes and minds begin to widen,
With it realized all of life connects...
Even those with objections,
Who had in the past stubbornly disbelieved...
Are quick to begin preaching,
About their new found discoveries.

'The Sun is fixed.
And the Earth rotates while in orbit,
Around it.'

~Thank you, my brutha.
I notice your eyes are glazed.
But today I'll pass on what you've taken.
Maybe tomorrow I will feel more adventurous.~

Let go and let rest,
Of those excessive confessions.
No matter how exciting,
An awareness becomes and can get.

Like those who annoy others who enjoy,
Their smoking that addicts them...
To the nicotine in cigarettes.
Awakening to an awareness,
Can come to destroy the best relationship.
To then begin an unwanted argument.

'No.
Like you I too was ignorant.
Now I see the light.
And why the Moon and Stars twinkle at night.'

~Uh...
Are you calling me ignorant?
You haven't found nothing but a new drug.
And that's all that is.
Calling me ignorant is not productive.~

'You and I are more alike than different.
And that dawned on me,
When I began to walk among the trees.'

~I see.
And when you walked amongst the trees,
Did you stop and perhaps...
Begin to 'sniff' their leaves? ~

'I see life to love.
The Moon and Sun and Stars above.'

Let go and let rest,
Of those excessive confessions.
No matter how exciting,
An awareness becomes and can get.
Since many are not yet prepared,
To break from their limits and restrictions...
With a finding to discover,
All life that's lived can not happen without air.

~Congratulations.
Now,
And before you get on my last nerve...
Let me suggest,
You go home.
Lay down.
And allow yourself to get some needed rest.~

'I didn't realize I could be this free.
I'm FREE. You're FREE.
All of God's children!
We are as Free as we choose to be.'

Let go and let rest,
Of those excessive confessions.
No matter how exciting,
An awareness becomes and can get.
A truth that is seen can demean and offend,
Even those once believed...
Had been understanding good friends.

~Sssshhh.
Stop it. Stop it.
Lower your voice.
I'm in no mood for this kind of attention.
Here comes a cop.
Take whatever 'crack' you've got in your pocket,
And throw it in that gutter.
Don't say a word.
I'll attempt to explain your enthusiasm.~

'It's life.
I've got LIFE.'

~SHUT...UP.
Close your eyes and grab my arm.~