Others That Were With You Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I am returning to you,
Exactly what you initiated...
To create to give to me,
Initially.
The only thing different...
You seem to be without an entourage.

Now...
Help me understand,
If you can.
Why is it that you say,
I am embittered with a vindictive...
Viciousness.
When what I am returning,
Is exactly what it was that you gave.

'But I was not smiling when it was done.'

I can not say if I remember that.
The others that were with you,
Were roaring in laughter!
And as I recall,
I stood on my own...
Alone.
Free of applause and backup.
And...
That hasn't changed.
Have you noticed?