What is brought to this table <br />Is experience. <br />Don't ask me what I bring! <br />It is certainly more than 'things'. <br />What you have... <br />May have had impressed others, <br />But here? <br />No experience equals no depth! <br />Those 'things' you offer? <br />In my heart do not endear! <br />And you may give me shade... <br />As you pass me in public view. <br />Thinking that may rain on my parade! <br />Since that's the only thing for me you can do! <br />However... <br />I'm quick to offer folks like you nonexistence, <br />In my mind and in my life! <br />You have no idea my 'aloneness' is something <br />I do not fear. <br />It has helped me clear wasteless utensils... <br />By the ups and downs I have witnessed! <br />And you 'and' your 'things' can disappear. <br />Am I making your vision any clearer? <br />They do not provide anything I will ever cherish. <br />I am not seeking to feed or nourish on that! <br />Trust me! <br />I have been served too much garbage. <br />It has taken years to discover my own taste! <br />And what I crave most, <br />Is being away from folks like you. <br />You are no appetizer to even consider.<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-is-brought-to-this-table/
