While Others Still Heal From Wounds Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

While Others Still Heal From Wounds



As a writer and broadening with a point of view,
Expanding without a hint or clue...
To prepare me when this insight has arrived.
And I've grown accustomed to the flight...
While others still heal from wounds,
From those days that have faded into all yesterdays gone.

It is difficult to measure with a prolonged patience intended,
To inspect...
The level of one's consciousness,
Still playing a game of hop-scotch...
In a dusty abandoned field,
Only those monitoring can not see the lint collected.

It is difficult to measure,
The level of one's consciousness...
When one has been exposed,
To going beyond limits.
And consciously leaving those behind,
Dosing with locked up minds...
Nodding.

It is difficult in these troubled times to pretend,
I will tip toe around delusions with confused attitudes...
And I am depicted the one some come to say,
My efforts offend them.

It is difficult to measure with a prolonged patience intended,
To inspect...
The level of one's consciousness,
Still playing a game of hop-scotch...
In a dusty abandoned field,
Only those monitoring can not see the lint collected.
And I become the one those dosing come to say,
I offend them.

While others still heal from wounds,
I'm up in adventure.
While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
Over tracks I've already laid.

While others still heal from wounds,
I'm up in adventure.
While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
Over tracks I've already laid.

While others still heal from wounds,
I'm up in adventure.
While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
Over tracks I've already laid.

While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
At tracks I've made.

While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
At tracks I've made.

While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
And that's-a-fact.

While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
And that's-a-fact.

While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
At all.

While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
And that's-a-fact.

While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
At all.
I'm not looking back...
At all.
While others still heal from wounds.
While others still heal from wounds.
While others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back.
While the others still heal from wounds,
I'm not looking back...
At all.
I'm not looking back...
At all.
I'm not looking back.

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