Get On To Get Off Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Someone who had been allowed,
To approach you using the right weapons...
With charm you approved,
Flattered to shatter your close relationship.
And as time has passed,
Many lessons you have learned...
About holding on to grasp firmly,
That which others may not like to entice...
Your decision to end that happiness had.
Today you seem to reminisce with it missed.
Do you mind sharing the details of it?

'So foolish I was 'then' to believe,
All the rumors and gossip...
People in my ears would specifically leave.
Until I let my ego slip away from me to go.
When a sour dip destroyed that bag of chips,
I thought I had been...
With a doing to end the love of my life.
And that relationship we both were in.'

~Well...
At least now you know,
That high horse you rode...
Was actually a gift you got rid of quick.~

'I didn't realize it then,
But I thought I had been the reason...
And the one getting the praise,
For what I did to get done back in those days.'

~What did you do to get done? ~

'Get on to get off,
The back of a thoroughbred.
But I didn't know what I had,
Was the center of the show.
To high I rode with a flaunting of an ego.'

~How did you discover this to find that out? ~

'When that sour dip began chasing my gift.
And all I had left,
Were kept pretentions I had to rid.
There's nothing like facing the truth,
That heals to mend quickly...
One with that kind of self-centeredness.'