Lawrence S. Pertillar
Here To Leave Their Garbage - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
I don't allow myself or my time to be played with.
What would be the point to lay back and waste it?
Or complain about others,
Taking their lives too seriously?
Isn't that the purpose?
Neither the time or the experience to live it,
To do 'something' beneficial...
Was not meant to whine and dine,
With a trashing done to take for granted.
Is that the reason why we all are here?
I would think we would want to do our best,
With an appreciation expressed somehow.
Many believe they are here to leave their garbage,
For someone else to clean up behind them.
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