Who 'Is' And 'Is Not' For Real Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

He,
Has not forgotten...
Where he came from.
Or the place of his birth.
Nor the enjoyment of fun.

He,
Is just not there...
Trying to keep it alive and fresh.
Unchanged and remembered.
Since those places others keep traced...
Where his life was once lived,
No longer exist.
On steps and stoops...
Or in hallways where some still stay.
Left to play as if those days have not gone away.
In minds that time for them has betrayed.

He,
Is just not there to care...
To listen to them determine,
Who 'is' and 'is not'
For real!