Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

A presence that becomes too familiar,
With a stamina that is determined to stay strong...
Isn't always that presence that is championed.
Others can not accept faith like that expressed.
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What mistakes have been made,
When someone does something intentionally.
When the life of another,
Is deliberately altered...
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If I did what was expected,
You would find reason to neglect me.
And I would begin to feel cheap and common.
No longer that treat...
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I am an urbanite.
Accessible and in full sight.
And comfortable I am waiting,
At a bustop.
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Express a love for something done you do,
And very few will come to comprehend.
Especially...
Since it is not connected to a dollar bill.
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I love it when my mind is vacant.
A feeling of no need to please,
Immediately surrounds me...
With an ease I can deal with.
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You have no control of this!
None.
And I've told you that,
On more than one occasion.
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Can you tell I've never,
Trusted before?
As deeply as you wish me to.
Can you tell I've never,
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Entrenched in indifferences.
And tossed about by negative opinions.
With a decision to make,
As to who best represents them...
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When women begin to commit acts,
Of armed robbery...
Breast feeding and baking cookies,
Or standing over a sink...
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