What Was There To Lose Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What was there to lose.
Self respect?
What was there to lose.
A lack of discipline to neglect?
What was there to lose.
Identity, dignity and integrity to miss?
What was there to lose.
Awareness of truth and reality,
To delude more with this...
Most to live delusions kept wished.

What was there to lose.
It can not be envy and jealousy.
Kept and still there amongst yourselves.
Surviving on this as if to thrive.
What was there to lose.
That remains kept to accept.
Protect and defend.
Deceptions, alibis and told abundant lies.
Giving permission to decay.
Done to stay the way it is.
To accuse what appears,
On someone else to claim it blamed...
Their responsibility to continue.
With approval to be allowed.

What was there to lose.
A pride?
Felt to live as if,
It had purpose and meaning.
And...
The having of this,
Once existed to actually remember it.
What was there to lose?
To not know it lost.
And long to have gone,
From memory to reminisce its importance.