Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 99,878 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Without A Clue Or Hint - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I love it when people make attempts,
To compare themselves...
With others living in totally different,

I love it when it is believed,
An exchange of experiences can be done.
With an evaluation,
That validates...
An assumption from a mouth that comes.

I love it when people believe they can critique.
Based upon comfort zones,
Those of limited mindsets...
Rarely and infrequently leave.

I love it when those pass their judgements on others.
Without a clue or hint,
What others endure...
To face and remove those obstacles to them sent.
Or knows what one goes through,
To feed themselves, ...
Shelter, clothe or pay their 'own' bills AND the rent!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 21, 2011

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