Lawrence S. Pertillar
It's Called Identity - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Persistent with consistent relevance,
That stays fresh and relates to what is current...
Yet slow to others to be felt to feel to be revealed,
Has a way of never becoming outdated.
Although berated when first exposed.
Innovative creations initiated with implementation,
Has a way of leaving those who 'follow' trends and fads,
The last to accept changes or grasp onto their effectiveness.
To detest them with protesting.
Vocalizing wishes to have them censored or banned.
And when people do approve of new ideas appearing...
It is as if,
Those who are persistent with consistent relevance...
Are eventually forgiven from being considered suspects.
Since those who 'then' protested now choose today to impress.
'Why are they walking around,
As if they are full of dignity and pride? '
~It's called identity.
For some reason it's the rage and has been accepted.~
'And I remember when that was called 'arrogance'.'
~What a difference self awareness makes.
Maybe we should try it.~
Aren't you afraid some people not ready will reject us? '
~Yeah, you're right.
We don't want to offend anyone.
Let's see how long this fad lasts.~
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