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Throughout the Meadow

I discovered my purpose,
Long before your good credit rating...
Maxed out on overdrawn credit cards.

I have never identified with bling,
As a means to represent my dreams and wishes.
Being 'different' has had its benefits for me.

I owe no one anything to maintain a pretense.
I am who I am.
Basic.

Truth and I have been friends for years.
But I will admit...
We have had our ups and downs.

You,
On the other hand...
Celebrated achieving faked peaks.

And today you tell me I know nothing of the valleys?
Remember,
That's where you left me before making your climb.

However...
Your whining everyone can hear,
Throughout the meadow.
Have you lost your purpose and your mind,
On borrow time and the cheap 'blinging' of things?
I thought you knew who you were?
Was it you who said I wasted my life,
On useless dreams?
And here you are...
Screaming as if 'you' are the one crazed.

But...
You may be reflecting your purpose.
Who am I to pass judgement?
Enjoy.
Have a great day.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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