Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

There's nothing like the feeling of being tracked.
And those doing it are not in camouflage.
This they want known.
Your back is being watched and this they want shown.
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The wounds of...
Those in secret and themselves bleed.
The wounds of,
People who in silence believe...
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From the environment,
Does one get those first impressions.
And some of them like a gluing stick.
As a termite chews hidden,
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You came my way,
And I loved it.
You wish with me to stay,
And I love it.
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When you give me your love...
Give me 'that' love,
You love.
Give me that love you say,
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Now that many are awakening,
To see how reality connects and works.
They are wishing to contact those dismissed,
For not being this or that.
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Do not fool yourself with beliefs,
You have the power to prevent another's progress.
What you do is further cement your own defeat.
And in time your stagnation,
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Living an unconventional lifestyle,
Amongst those living on loans and credit cards...
Is an experience of one's stamina and tolerance.
An utmost patience.
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They come in droves to protest any plans,
To have dumping sites for garbage...
Half way houses or rehabilitation centers,
Constructed near or where they live.
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Would you let that love that's happening...
Be for you that fills a need?
Or would you stop it,
From not happening.
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