So Very Strange Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

To me that's strange.
That you would want to play mind games.
Yet you don't even know my name.
Or if I have a claim to fame.

So very strange.
How some do their best to remain unchanged.
To keep a routine in their lives the same.
Without using the benefit to expand their brains.
To feel a safety that is maintained.
And holding others accountable,
To relieve themselves of any blame...
At all.
And to express no remorse,
Or apparent shame!
I find that strange.

Even though I am relaxed,
And go with the flow.
Some over reach their max...
And want others to know,
How upset they are!
Although they are the ones,
Who have gone too far!
With their noses lifted in polluted air...
Choking from an irresponsibility,
They alone put there.

To me that's strange.
That you would want to play mind games.
Yet you don't even know my name.
Or if I have a claim to fame.
So very strange.
How some like you remain unchanged.
To keep a routine kept the same.
And to express no remorse,
Or apparent shame!
And to expect others to take the blame.
Yes I do...
I find that strange.