Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

You are correct.
No I don't know you.
Nor am I obsessed,
With the thought...
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Within this Majesticness,
Reflecting.
A presence of being...
To breathe a self examining acknowledgement,
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Through the living of their lives...
That's how we learned our lessons.
Through the observation of their sacrifices...
That's how we learned our lessons.
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Our proactive tactics,
Could be made more fantastic.
If our conscious intentions,
Were moved from first gear...
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It's overcooked too much.
Spicey to the taste and way too hot.
Whatever that is in that old crock pot...
Whether it is good to you or not,
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I can relate to being deeply depressed.
Emotionally drained,
And mentally stressed.
I can relate to those who drink and smoke pot.
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What makes someone become better,
At doing what it is they do?

That depends.
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No sir...
I did not say,
You were clearly out of your mind.
You are jumping to conclusions!
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How can experiences lived,
Be shared positively.
In conversations,
That are openly expressed...
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Confused and duped by a cruel world.
And broken!
Until a choice is made it's better...
Accepting one's fate to lose.
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