This Kid Must Be Out Of His Mind Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Strong I've been for so long.
And no sense enough to run,
When threats would come...
To frighten others to fear,
Their own shadows.
And scuttle them into huddles,
That protected in a security bubble...
I just did not have at my convenience.

I seem to have sweated my insecurities away.
My legs would stiffen and my feet would freeze.
And I believe I turned my shock into blocks of defense...
Leaving any enemies to believe,
I remained behind as a decoy just to tease.
But...
No!

Strong I've been for so long.
And no sense enough to run,
When threats would come...
To frighten others to fear,
Their own shadows.
And scuttle them into huddles,
That protected in a security bubble...
I just did not have at my convenience.

And...
I couldn't move or limp away in a faint.
I just stood with my eyes closed,
With fists balled.
As I would listen to the predators say,
'This kid must be out of his mind.
Maybe he's blind?
Or just crazed.'

And then without warning,
I'd hear them mumble to then walk away.

~Oh yeah?
Yeah?
You better go!
You don't know 'Who' I know!

God...
I thank you so much! ~