I'Ve Learned To Agree Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

If I express with a courtesy and respect I give,
Naturally.
I overhear whispers spoken
Of how phony I am.
And my caring is not sincere.

If I ignore those I suspect,
Have nothing else by conflict to address.
I overhear whispers spoken
Of how phony I am.
And my caring is not sincere.

If I am alone and by myself,
Since it is a peace of mind
I enjoy and wish it kept.
I overhear whispers spoken
Of how phony I am.
And my caring is not sincere.

And
If for no reason,
I laugh out loud when in a crowd.
I overhear whispers spoken,
He cares about nothing but himself.
He will not even share with us,
What it is he finds so funny.
He's nuts!

And I've learned to agree,
With those who have their own beliefs.
To keep a peace of mind discovered.
From escaping away from me.