On Top Of Earth I Will Stroll Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I wish someone would stop me,
And ask me why I peacock.
As if I am not suppose to flaunt,
My pride and dignity.

Only those threatened by arrogance,
Should evaluated the keeping...
Of their own insecurities.
Instead of proclaiming to be,
One who is down to Earth.

If I am not beneath it yet,
On top of Earth I will stroll.
With a flaunting done,
Undaunted.

No time do I spend,
Competing to defend...
Or understanding weaknesses,
I have taken time from myself to rid.

I've learned how to stroll,
And be bold with the doing.
Arrogance?
I don't take time to define the doing of it.
Or do I attempt to comprehend,
Why people spend most of their lives...
With their noses in the business of others.