Patronize Me With Flattery

You will accept my money,
Honeyed tongued.
And patronize me with flattery,
Way overdone.
But you will not receive,
My existence as declared to be.
Is it because I do not solicit,
An approval that matches an identity...
Rampant with conflicts.
Or have I learned too well...
To live my life as I see fit.
Which is it?
Do you wish a dismissal,
Of my independence.
With a strength too strong I keep persisted.
There has to be a reason...
You remind me I am a minority.
And you have majority membership.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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