To Qualify A Certified Satisfaction Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

So many today are suffering from the effects,
Of an interpretation they've accepted...
That has them feeling blessed,
With the ability to acquire 'things' to impress...
As a way to address a status,
That guarantees a bringing of joy and happiness...
Into their lives to qualify a certified satisfaction.

And the only ones I have ever known to be truly happy,
Are the ones who have decided to return to the basics.
However...
Many of them did confess,
An appreciation for the basics...
AFTER their worldly possessions had been repossessed.
But not a moment of regret do they claim to have.

'So you do admit the doing of it came with a bit of difficulty? '

~Oh yes.
Chasing my car for two blocks behind a tow truck,
Introduced me to exercising daily.
And that happened when a neighbor saw me,
Sitting on the curb trying to catch my breath.
While I was looking at me feet to realize,
I had no socks or shoes on.
And when my doctor hinted my fat butt was getting lazy,
My first defense was denial.
Well...
That prompted me to change my diet immediately,
When he called in a couple of his assistants...
To help me get back into my pants.
You can say being publicly embarrassed,
Aided my motivation with incentive.~