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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Shadows only shade,
Not produce a single light...
On a path one makes.
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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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The information I received,
I got from you.
I'm only restating to you what was heard.
And now you say,
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Undone to undo...
Those passionate insights.
Individuality disconnected,
To a symbolic way of life.
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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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Those who have never told the truth about anything,
Are always heard commenting on someone else,
Not being who they are.
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I may not 'ever' obtain a degree,
From M.I.T., Harvard, Yale OR Columbia University...
And from my point of view,
That is not a necessity to have done...
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