Inspired By Someone Else Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I could never be the one to say to others,
'How I live my life with it done,
Should have no affect on you.'

Especially if I was a teacher.
A preacher.
A parent.
Or someone who regards me,
As a friend or a business associate.
Because 'everything' I do to be done,
Had been inspired by someone else.
Whether negative or positive,
To have left an affect.

And if anyone who believes,
What they do or say with it achieved...
Should be ignored to leave it that way,
Are the ones heard to often express...
Respect expected they do not get.

We all have been,
Whether to like it, despise it or not.
Left to reminisce or hating every moment of it.
Whatever it was to be done,
Did not come to be forgotten.
Maybe forgiveness is attempted.
But forgetting to let go,
As if what occurred did not exist?
Is a lie told hoping it sold.

Being deaf, dumb and blind,
Is a possibility.
But a mind one has that is used,
Depends on what's kept in it to benefit.
Or 'chooses' to deny frequent visits,
From an ignorance remembered.
Either way...
What others do or say to deposit and drop,
Just does not disappear.
Like some who convince themselves it did.

Who's next with a lie,
To 'themselves' to be told?