Redressed

They did not like what I had to say,
Or the manner I chose to say it!
That was clear.
So...
I altered my position!
Redressed my appearance.
Returned and addressed the issue!
Once more.
With the same thing said.
However...
This time louder!
With a dash of flash!
Hoping that would make what I had to say
Heard without doubts incurred!
They were obviously not understanding,
Who they were talking to!
And I like to be understood!
Since I wasn't like the others...
From my old neighborhood!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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