Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Many have lived their entire lives,
Telling lies to themselves.
And others to do.
With it done to devastate,
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The laughter.
And the fun had.
At someone else's expense.
Has its way of returning back,
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That which isn't.
Yet debated what could have been.
Has locked many minds within,
A prison of routine repetition.
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No gift to get is worth receiving.
Without sacrifice.
And done to do with it believing.
Without thought to do twice.
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The elitists control.
Elitists control.
Who can fault their leaders,
When elitists control.
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No longer is it there.
To be left aware of its existence.
Too many were sold,
On what they were told.
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There comes a time.
When it matters not.
Who finds it found,
To discover what, how or where.
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A prolonged too long kept.
Is a political correctness accepted.
That has projected dishonesty.
Upon those subjected to lives lived,
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Allegations to make,
May put a dent in one's reputation.
With free publicity.
One neither needs or seek.
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Why can't you back away from evil.
And not be part of it.
What is it that evil attracts.
You feel keeps you relaxed.
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