Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

How can we seek solutions...
When our denials love to bask,
In a pleasing done by deceit.
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Speak up I can't hear you,
With those mumbles done.
Do you seek my attention,
With those mumbles done.
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You must know why,
I like our nights of leisure.
The moment you sigh...
I turn the lights,
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Teach me not to nibble and feed,
On an appetite of my own selfish needs.
I am seeking a new diet,
That inspires a fresh insight.
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Did I mention,
My black eye pea stew to you?
Well...
This is what you do.
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It depends on if you are serious.
I can only show I am...
If you say you are.
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To embrace and know one's identity from birth,
Is not a rare occurrence...
As those on the pursuit to impress others,
Would want many to believe.
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Undone to undo...
Those passionate insights.
Individuality disconnected,
To a symbolic way of life.
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When the dumbing down initiated,
Has been determined completed and done...
I am hoping to make at least eye contact,
With one or two who remain in a struggle against it.
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You constantly would ask for my opinion.
And nothing that I have suggested,
Has stuck in your head like glue.
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