The Line Is Not That Fine Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The line is not that fine,
When one begins to walk a road...
With a mind wide open and seldom closed,
Between those who are perceiving...
Anyone showing them concern expects,
Some attention from them to get.
And others who will take that concern shown,
To take it for granted and make this known...
Someone who gives with it done to do,
Is useful to use whenever they choose to.

The line is not that fine,
When one begins to walk a road...
With a mind wide open and seldom closed,
To notice...
So many living with expectations,
That they should be impressed before accepting...
Anything received from another who expresses,
'Their' appreciation for being allowed to do it.
And...
To not address the disrespect returned.

'I'm giving you my time you find to waste.
And you accuse me of being sensitive about it? '

~Okay.
So what's your point?
Why the drama and overacted theatrics?
You give, I take and receive.
Why are you 'now' so thoughtlessly upset.
And with me? ~

'Wow.
I better leave you with your beliefs.'