We All Have Our Separate Cravings Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

One's honesty achieved,
Through identity and self awareness...
Is not always readily received,
Or appreciated as some might believe.

When one is outspoken with it
Most people are still in hiding,
Protected by the comforts of denial.
And this has to be respected for what it is.

Some are born to follow.
Preferring to remain,
Collectors of a shallowness.
With a sharing of it that can be borrowed.

It is easy to have peace of mind,
For one who finally finds...
And discovers a wish for it,
To be with them all the time.

Others are accustomed to be led.
This gives them a reason,
To complain and have an axe to grind.
And 'if' this should satisfy...
Let them have their favorite torments wished.
We all have our separate cravings.

One's honesty achieved,
Through identity and self awareness...
Is not always readily received,
Or appreciated as some might believe.

And that's okay...
To come unassuming,
And to leave that way!