Lawrence S. Pertillar
One Is Blessed To Witness - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
One preference and one frame of reference.
One mindset sold to sell one concept bought.
One thought processed to stay one way,
As was taught.
And in some places still the main course to feed,
Is not meant for one life to live to-day to encourage.
Or any other day one is blessed to witness,
With two eyes and two feet with two hands to touch.
To observe to believe that one of anything,
Has not, was not or shall be 'not' on such an innovative...
And ever changing mind of The Creator.
If it was...
Many would not be able to talk,
Out of both sides of their mouths...
And at the same time without effort,
As freely as they do.
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