<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447028" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Yours Seem To Be On Your Shoulders</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At times your tongue, <br>Seems ready to spit fire.<br>Why so quick, <br>To expose and display...<br>Such an attitude laced, <br>With embitteredness? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Well, <br>Let's see.<br>Maybe it is residue left over, <br>From the years I have experienced...<br>Being a Black man.<br>Who knows? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And maybe...<br>Just being a human being around those, <br>Who have chosen to follow along...<br>Like programmed robots when I am not.<br>And I am reminded of those times...<br>When pretentions were easily spotted.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And today? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Today? <br>No one cares.<br>Most eyes are focused on exposed butts.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And this reality makes you disgruntled? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Of course it does.<br>Even though I am told, <br>I have a butt of a nineteen year old.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By who? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Nevermind.<br>Who's behind is it? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And today...<br>Yours seem to be on your shoulders! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Like I said...<br>It is mine to flaunt.<br>Whether or not it is on my shoulders.<br>I am in no attitude to conduct a random survey.'</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=447028" data-title="Yours Seem To Be On Your Shoulders de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="At times your tongue, Seems ready to spit fire. Why so quick, To expose and display... Such an attitude laced, With embitteredness? 'Well, Let's see. Maybe it is residue left over, From the years I have experienced... Being a Black man. Who..."></div> </div> </div>

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