Where You Live Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Where You Live



When truth to reveal,
Becomes suspect...
Where you live.
And deception accepted,
Where you live.
That should say something,
Whether heard or observed...
About that which has been neglected,
To disrespect and blindly reject.
And yet the effect,
Is kept negatively projected.

'I see.
But can you break that down for me?
The pieces you speak of do not connect,
For me to see that picture clearly.'

Why is it people speak negatively about others?
Especially when those others are not around,
To defend themselves.
Or to have it believed what is done they do,
Does not result in dire consequences...
For what they put others through.

'They are demons.
People seeking attention.
But at someone else's expense.'

These folks are backstabbers.
And God takes care of them,
Right in places where they go to worship.
Where it's believed they are relieved,
Of their evil intentions meant.

'And where do demons go to worship? '

You should know.
Where you live there are many of them.
If you were more observant,
You would witness how effective God is.

'But where I live there are many churches,
Where people go to worship.'

Like I said...
And for you I will repeat it.
If you were more observant,
You would witness how effective God is.
God has a way of taking care of hypocrites,
With a doing of this right where you live.

'But where I live there are many churches,
Where people go to worship.'

Really?
Which one of us,
Are you trying to convince to notice?
Which one of us comprehends?
And the other pretends to listen?

'Well...
I already know this.
I am in no need to listen.'

Good.
Then what is missing is your focus.
Comprehension to notice,
Makes truth earn its worth.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: truth
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