A Kind That Does Not Flaunt Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Ture character is measure by what you do when no one is watching.

This poem is brilliant - an inspitation to rise to meet the challenges of life and do MORE. I'm going to print this off and put it on the wall of my office: 0)

a brilliant shot.....the first stanza is enough for the beauty of that poem. Equally sensible.......a rare and extincting species.........human being. the breed never ever exist! ! ! ! ! which is seen in books n imagination.... I salute u for your powerful punch........rgrds/salu

the rythm of this poem remind me f d poem 'd second coming' by Eliot (probably) . And so great it is that unlike Eliot, who referred in his poem to the coming of teh Anti Christ, you refer to the coming of a truly new generation.

Hey! Weren't we just discussing that the other day? Well, I was babbling on and on about 'the perfect person' and you were walking on water (LOL) ? A new breed...the perfect breed, perfectly penned, Mr. Lawrence. Signed, Your Poetry Rookie

A new breed rises in every generation, throughout history, all over the world. Sometimes they bring effect profound change, sometimes they are repressed in blood and violence. May this rising generation find new hope. They will need it.