<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=434286" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Defending My Right To Exist</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Defending my right to exist...<br>Didn't leave too much time, <br>To feel insecurities.<br>Or get emotional about them.<br>I was always reminded that I wasn't who I was! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I looked like so and so, <br>And spoke like someone else.<br>And living in a place where nicknames were preferred, <br>It was rather difficult to maintain an identity.<br>Since being clownish and down to Earth, <br>Was a lesson taught.<br>And to be ignorant was the main objective.<br>Few people dared to express knowledge of anything.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hey, <br>What can I say? <br>Even today...<br>This is not an exaggeration.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Needless to say, <br>Folks still living in that same mindset...<br>Seem not to be able to understand, <br>Why their visits to jails and prisons...<br>Are more frequent and have more of a priority, <br>Than when their 'children' were misbehaving in schools. <br>And teachers are blamed for this? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Defending my right to exist, <br>Didn't leave too much time, <br>To feel insecurities.<br>Or get emotional about them.<br>I was always reminded that I wasn't who I was! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">However...<br>I was told I 'thought' I was better than everyone else, <br>Because I spoke as if I was 'intelligent'.<br>You know, <br>Clear and not like a...well...<br>Bunny rabbit! <br>And I had more than being a 'bad' little boy, <br>With going to jail on my mind.<br>I wanted to have my own identity for some reason.<br>With a wish to be successful at whatever I chose to do! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there are those who try to convince others, <br>My accomplishments do not mean a thing! <br>And to them, <br>I wouldn't expect that they would.<br>Since I've lived to witness...<br>What many of them regard as important.<br>And hearing the children who brag, <br>About how much jail time they have served.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=434286" data-title="Defending My Right To Exist de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="Defending my right to exist... Didn't leave too much time, To feel insecurities. Or get emotional about them. I was always reminded that I wasn't who I was! I looked like so and so, And spoke like someone else. And living in a place where nick..."></div> </div> </div>

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