Lawrence S. Pertillar
Intelligence That Is - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Based upon intelligence,
And the presence of it shown.
There is very little evidence,
That those professing to have it...
Intelligence that is,
Are not self possessed with ego...
That is clearly overblown.
A recognition of this...
Begins a mental healing,
For one like this that should not resist it.
The mental healing that is!
An intelligence reflects,
A tolerance it accepts.
So many desire to inject their hollowness.
Without an empatheticness expressed,
That seems to be left missing!
If anyone is listening...
For a meaning to be comprehended.
They can not digest that concept.
This has been dismissed from self examination.
Yet they wish to profess an acknowledgement,
That keeps them successfully digressed...
In self obsession without an evaluation,
One can inspect and find agreeably impressive.
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