Loyal To The Spoils Of Life To Enjoy Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Loyal to the spoils of life to enjoy...
That some may come to depict as a selfishness.
When this becomes witnessed,
To leave those unfamiliar with their share of it...
Finally experiencing the meaning of this,
With no excuses or alibis to hide.
And have discovered with a finding,
Others capable and willing to pass their judgements...
Vocalizing with a degree of misplaced disgust,
In gossiped and hushed innuendos.
Are not aware what it is they validate,
In their assistance in erasing doubts.
Especially for the one who has achieved,
A happiness finally received...
After sacrificing a lifetime of despair and mental anguish,
They can finally leave behind to forget.
With a knowing what they have has been exposed and shows.

'I have been doing this for so long,
I had not noticed to break my focus...
That I had been the subject of those rolling eyes.
Gee...
Perhaps it is me that should review the deeds I've done.'

~Comeon.
You didn't notice? ~

'My focus has been on the work.
Not an ego assumed.
But now...
I suppose I can leave my ego some room.'