Fix Your Own Wreckage Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Fix Your Own Wreckage



You fix your own wreckage.
I have lost all patience to assist.
When I determined I would face obstacles,
Alone on my path is how I did it.

Even those who knew my struggles,
Did not trouble themselves to be curious.
Nor when they witnessed my crawling on knees,
To me not one expressed concern or interest.

You fix your own wreckage.
I have lost all patience to assist.
When I determined I would face obstacles,
Alone on my path is how I did it.

Call me selfish!
Call me whatever you please.
But nowhere around were you...
When a healing began with a kept faith within me.

You fix your own wreckage.
And make 'that' your opportunity,
To appreciate your life...
With a making of less excuses done so easily.

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