Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

And as we witness this meltdown...
A nagging blame game begins.
Like spoiled children arguing in a playground...
They jeopardize lives without end.
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Father...
Remember that dude You freaked out,
When You caught him smoking weed?
And he set that bush on fire?
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Keep me informed,
When you think you see dawn.
And you are through with darkness
That supplied subdued restlessness.
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If you believe something is being done...
What difference is it if there isn't?
As long as it is a work-in-progress,
The anticipation is heightened.
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Thank you!
As long as readers like yourself,
Discover that I don't make sense...
At least 'something' has been achieved!
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Why argue with those,
Who have found comfort...
In their own redundancy.
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Respect the mind,
And all it gives.
Respect a friend,
For all that friend is!
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All their problems began,
When a belief of being better than others...
Developed in the hiding from their own insecurities.
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The tongue!
And/or...
The lack of knowledge known,
And expressed...
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Those that grow old but not 'up',
Live lives in recycled patterns.
A process that benefits routine...
Within set limitations,
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