Participating In The Midst Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

No engine starts without being ignited.
Someone has to get close to a fire,
To know from experience learned...
A heat that flames will also burn.

People seldom admit their involvement,
That creates the beginning of a conflict.
And if no one is around to witness,
They will rely on looks of innocence...
As to how they were picked,
To be in the midst and victimized by it.

Some practice their deceptions,
And omit to confess...
What was done to others,
To get them so upset.

People accustomed to playing the same tricks,
Often run to others weeping...
To blame with fault something said with honesty,
By another that is interpreted to be to them offensive.

And anyone who takes the time,
To connect the dots with an independent mind...
Will discover to find a mind that is ill.
Using skills to defy with lies to hide,
Ongoing and apparent insecurities.

Some practice their deceptions,
And omit to confess...
What was done to others,
To get them so upset.

Yet...
No engine starts without being ignited.
Someone has to get close to a fire,
To know from experience learned...
A heat that flames will also burn.
And if one wants it out...
They will do their best to find a way.