Sensitive Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I've heard it said,
He is 'sensitive'.
You know...
Because he is creative!
And...
Writes 'poetry'.
And people are quick to assume,
A certain element of 'softness' to that.

'LOL.
Oh yeah?
I haven't seen that side of him yet.
I do know this,
He has a low tolerance for liars who deceive.
And I know him to have incredible patience,
With those who believe they can do that...
With a wasting of his time.'

How do you know that?

'He caught me in several lies.
And I tried to cover them up with excuses made.
Then I tried to get others to see it my way.
He discovered that.
Shut the doors to all communication.
Turned his back and started stepping.'

I would have done the same thing.
And...
I don't write or consider myself creative.
What he does is take responsibility for his own actions.

'That's why it is rumored he is sensitive.
Because he doesn't take from anyone any nonsense.
And...
Well,
While others continue to lie and deceive each other,
I find him to be direct and honest.'

Today?
People can't accept that without being offended.

'That's why they say he is sensitive.'

Demons always have a way,
To berate those they can not control.
Or attempt to use flattery,
To think an ego is in need to be stroked.
But him?
Sensitive? That's funny.
They obviously know nothing of his background.
If anything...
He might be insensitive and not too quick to empathize.

'I know him to freeze in seconds.
He keeps me in check.
And I guess that's why we still remain the best of friends.'

You're still friends?

'Of course.
I don't have to guess what he means.
I know the moment he says something,
He respects me enough with an expectation I listen.
And I do with no BS expressed between us.
Name 'one' friend you have like that.'

Well...
I don't have any friends like that.
Everyone I know is too afraid of truth.
And too sensitive to face it.