Without Shedding Blood, Sweat Or Tears Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Unfounded with no solid ground,
Are accusations made in poor taste.
Left in the mouths of the ones,
Continuing to toil through...
Judgements passed,
To harass them and their tasks.

If not for those individuals,
Facing to eliminate obstacles...
To fearlessly clear debris,
There would be more complaints...
Then now heard from the many,
Finding time to critique...
What has not been done to do properly
Or...
Allow themselves to follow behind,
Footsteps placed and pioneered...
By another.
With words outspoken,
To have them publicly heard...
How it was they managed to accomplish
And achieve successfully.
Without the shedding of blood, sweat,
Or tears.
And if anyone had discovered,
Their adventures to undertake... Difficult?
Perhaps their paths,
Were not clearly defined to find...
In their minds to be as obvious,
To notice which ones...
Had already been paved.