'Whomever' The Who May Be Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Who me?
I never thought I was the cheese.
Whether cheddared or sharp.
OR flavored filled crisp dipped chips...
Thick or thin and delicious.
I don't know 'who' to thank...
But I've never been into it.

Getting an attention done,
For something I love...
Makes to me no sense.
Even if it is,
Something I have experienced.

Nor have I ever thought of myself as a brick,
Firmly placed...
To be consider as a piece of a cornerstone that fits.
Who me?
I'm not seeking to be perfect.

I've always been 'me'.
I love to tease and play practical jokes.
When people realize there are serious parts of my life lived...
For some reason they become provoked.

And any attention on me that comes with a focus...
I am more surprised than those I know.
I'm the one with eyes wide open...
Thinking I've become victimized by someone playing a joke.

Who me?
I never thought I was the cheese.
Whether cheddared or sharp.
OR flavored filled crisp dipped chips...
Thick or thin and delicious.
I don't know 'who' to thank...
But,
I've never been into what I do with ego to display.
And perhaps that's my best asset.
A quality in me others see.
Only 'who' knows!
'Whomever' the WHO may be!