Lawrence S. Pertillar

(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Meant To Make Attempts And Try


Separated from you,
Would leave me without purpose.
And knowing with you I have a purpose,
Gives me reason to exist.

I am not here to play with this moment.
Nor take moments to stray away from life,
With closed eyes to fantasize...
For easier tasks to allow me just to slide by.

Not me.
Not I.
Too much I wish and not deny,
The life I live is meant to make attempts and try.

Separated from you,
Would leave me without purpose.
And knowing with you I have a purpose,
Gives me reason to exist.

Was I born just to drift?
Am I here to make excuses,
And live with it?
Or am I here to do with a doing to be done?

I am.
What other reason would I be here,
If not to fulfill a purpose?

I am not here to play with this moment.
Nor take moments to stray away from life,
With closed eyes to fantasize...
For easier tasks to allow me just to slide by.

Not me.
Not I.
Too much I wish and not deny,
The life I live is meant to make attempts and try.

And I will.
And...
I will.
Until that will I have dies.

Submitted: Sunday, May 12, 2013
Edited: Monday, May 13, 2013

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