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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=436867" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Didn't Quite Understand It At The Time</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">No tolerance do I have, <br>For those who show their gratefulness...<br>With their hands out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I appreciate those having less than others.<br>I grew up like that myself.<br>But I always witnessed my mother doing things! <br>And they were always for someone else.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And my grandparents were wizards.<br>To this day no one can explain, <br>What they did and how that was done.<br>And my motivation comes from them.<br>Taking nothing for granted! <br>With no expectations from anyone! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No tolerance do I have, <br>For those who show their gratefulness...<br>With their hands out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw my father's blistered hands.<br>From working with hot iron in the foundry.<br>He once had said he was cursed for being black.<br>And my mother he called 'high yellow'! <br>Saying she was 'lucky' for that.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But these 'traps' of having less, <br>And inflicting self defeat...<br>Was not a way I intended to look at life.<br>Not when I had dreams, <br>To be free of limitations and to write.<br>Sometimes it was said to me...<br>'Oh, he think he's white! '<br>By those totally brainwashed...<br>To live in ignorance.<br>Unmotivated and uptight! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No tolerance do I have, <br>For those who show their gratefulness...<br>With their hands out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor do I hold a high regard...<br>For those on their knees in churches.<br>When a church in my own hometown, <br>Told my mom she could no longer play piano for them...<br>Because she didn't have a college degree.<br>Union Baptist is that 'joint'.<br>Where those of pretensions speak of their pedigrees.<br>And how proud they were to have slave masters! <br>Sick jackasses.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I especially despise those who claim they created something.<br>When thieves of dreams are all they are.<br>The only thing they've established...<br>Are ruined lives and a place where family members, <br>Can fill their plates off of government grants...<br>Solicited to aid the community and uphold a unity! <br>That BS has created urban nests of poverty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was told one day I was embittered, <br>By someone who had a silver spoon shoved up his ass! <br>And this dude knows nothing about having wants or needs at all.<br>He may have whims to fulfill! <br>But he is without guts driven by motivation.<br>Few do! <br>I just do not view them sipping on cocktails. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No tolerance do I have, <br>For those who show their gratefulness...<br>With their hands out.<br>And I let them know it! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You will get from me my critique...<br>If you aren't willing to sweep the streets to eat.<br>I've grown up to go without.<br>Just to provide for someone else! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Thank you, ma! <br>I am forever blessed, <br>With that teaching of your lesson! <br>I didn't quite understand it at the time.<br>But so clear do I see now! '</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>
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For those who show their gratefulness...
With their hands out.

I appreciate those having less than others.
I grew up like that myself.
But I always witnessed my mother doing things! 
And they were always for someone else...."></div>
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