We Thought You Were Here With Us Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Where do you go?
We thought you were 'here'...
With us.

'I was.
But it was 'you' that made it about 'me'.
And not a 'we'.
That's why I must go.
Why I must leave.'

What an attitude to take.

'You are entitled to your opinions.
And with your opinions I do not agree.
You see...
For me to play on a team is significant.
But to point out my achievements,
To incite your jealousies...
Only defeats a collective effort.

And beating up myself,
Is not an assistance from you or anyone,
I need.
That is an experience,
I am trying not to feed.'

Where do you go?
We thought you were 'here'...
With us.

'I 'was' but...
No thank you.
I am not proficient,
In the seeking of my own stagnation.'