My Steps With Few Exceptions

For some reason,
I've enjoyed being accused...
For those things I did not do!

I guess knowing who it is I am,
Eventually exposes those accusers...
For the liars I know them to be!

And not a dropp of sweat,
Drips from a heated brow.
None from my face I will allow.

That kind of nonsense does not upset me!
I've had too many experiences,
To get me standing on my own two feet.

And my steps,
With few exceptions...
I make conscious efforts to ensure they are correct.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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