There Is An Absence Of Rudiments Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Why should I want to?
Communicate at all?
And to whom would my efforts,
Be attempted to comprehend?
Without being evaluated,
As someone who believed...
Knew everything.

And all I did,
Was to successfully complete a sentence.
And added at the end of it a question mark.
And this,
No one realized...
Was an opening with a clue,
That someone is requested to respond.

A failure to communicate?
There is an absence of rudiments,
Connecting the mind to brain cells.
And they just lay there,
Having no clue what they are assigned to do.