Those Sweetly Given Critiques Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Whatever it is that is in your life,
You believe hampers the doing...
Of those things you wish.
Remember this...
You called those shots!
You played the game the way you wanted.

Don't look at me and say I've got it made.
I've got faith and I've kept it.
Those days of my struggles...
I didn't complain.
Nor on a shoulder did I weep.

Whatever it is that is in your life,
You believe hampers the doing...
Of those things you wish.
Remember this...
You called those shots!
You played the game the way you wanted.

In fact,
I remember you telling me to get back.
And 'if' I truly knew anything,
I wouldn't be living where I'm living at.
Or live as basic as I do
'Only one lazy would live like that! '

How vividly I remember those sweetly given critiques!

Don't look at me and say I've got it made.
I've got faith and I've kept it.
Those days of my struggles...
I didn't complain.
Nor on a shoulder did I weep.

When things changed for me,
Because of the economy...
I made adjustments to the way I viewed my life.
You and others who think as they do,
On the other hand,
Can not accept...
You are not the center of the Universe.
You are 'still' in disbelief...
Your entire life has been fantasized.