Analysis of Wasted Space
Lawrence S. Pertillar 1947 (Connecticut)
Not all.
But many do rely upon,
A routine of normalcy.
Twenty four hours from Sunrise to Sunset.
Until the next morning dawns.
To do nothing more but carry on,
An expectation of the same complaints.
With a doing to blame and permit,
The familiarity of what is chosen to exist.
Done to do to refuse to admit,
Each choice chosen to choose...
Had them in the midst involved in this.
So many ignore,
Their own mental space gone to waste.
With a doing to sit and await,
To contemplate awaiting...
For that right Appropriate time to make,
A different move in another direction.
Leaving few to take or consider,
Each cycle of breath taken to breathe...
Is not guaranteed,
To be free of polluting diseases.
Although some and not all,
Will remain fixed to beliefs...
That life to get and blessed to receive,
Has little to do...
With chances and risks to take.
From Sunrise until that next morning dawns.
Whether or not,
Their wants and wishes reminisced to miss...
Had been limited to a mind gone to waste.
Left to occupy unused space.
Yet expect most do,
To procrastinate and complain.
About what remains to stay unchanged.
Although will find the time to blame,
How long it takes...
To have their dreams wanted to come true,
Had not come overnight to happen.
'Some people are just born lucky.
To have everything they want and choose.'
'I know.
Especially the ones,
Who have sacrificed most of their lives.
Staying motivated, ambitious and disciplined.
Wanting to succeed.
At whatever they chose to do.
And guess what?'
'They managed to do this,
By refusing to listen to those who sat.
Complaining about the luck,
The those who are Irish have.'
'I didn't know they were Irish.
I took for granted they were Black like me!'
'That goes to show,
You or anyone else...
A book to judge by its cover,
Has little to do...
With the contents inside of it.'
'But...
I was not told that by reliable sources.'
'You mean,
The ones who claim...
They can read others with an expertise.
Yet make up facts they know nothing about?
With a doing to spread,
Lies you depend upon to pull from your head.
I was going to say 'empty head'.
But that to say,
Would have left you to believe...
I too pass judgement.'
'Well...
At least you kept that opinion to yourself!'
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11 11010101 0011100 101101111 0101101 111011101 101010101 101011001 0010011110101 111101101 111011 110010101 11001 11101111 101011001 110010 1110100111 010010010010 101111010 110111011 1101 1111010010 11011 1011101 111101101 11011 1100111 110111101 1011 110100111 11100101111 1110011 10111 1010001 011011101 1110111 1111 111110111 111101110 11011110 11101101 11 01001 11101111 101000100100 10101 1101111 011 110111 10101101111 0100101 0111101 11011010 1111010111 1111 11101 01111110 11011 10100111 1 111111010010 11 0111 111101101 1111111001 101011 11010111111 111011101 1111 1111101 11110 1 11111010101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 2,252 |
Words | 489 |
Sentences | 52 |
Stanzas | 11 |
Stanza Lengths | 12, 10, 17, 2, 7, 4, 2, 5, 2, 10, 2 |
Lines Amount | 73 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 156 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 37 |
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Written on May 05, 2022
Submitted by lpahtillah on May 05, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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