In Need Of An Audience Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The ones with egos,
Seem to always bring their mysteries...
To be addressed.
With a massaging done constantly.
While those with credentials,
Appear to have less to express.
Bearing nothing with them to appease,
Or tease anyone to impress.

The ego driven,
Seem to wish their interests known.
These folks no one can just walk pass.

As those of true accomplishment,
Deliver their deeds with a speed to be believed.
To leave those who strut,
With pomp vacant of circumstance.
And feeding on a need for attention shown.
Overblown, overstaged and miscast.

Doers of accomplishments,
Never find themselves uncomfortable.
Not in environments where they are left alone.
Wherever they are,
They appear to be relaxed.
Almost as if they wish this to be condoned.

'I'm in need of an audience!
Where can I get an audience quick? '
Are the frantic fed panics of those with egos.
And making themselves sick.
With wishes to flap their lips a bit.

These thoughts are on the minds of those,
With a need to have their egos 'breathe'.
In a desperate unspoken desire to please.

In an approved acceptance they must solicit...
To feel themselves qualified.
Approved!
And undeniably received.