Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

These days I find it exceedingly easy,
To praise you.
My ancestors.
You who have come before,
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Distressing is the truth as it is addressed.
So much of it is exposed.
It no longer has to be debated.
Or baited for confessions to be professed.
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All that 'is'
Will change.
All that 'has'
Will not.
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When I am solicited to share the remedy,
To ease tensions, fear and anxieties of all kinds.
That is what I will pass on as a gift.
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Sorry to disappoint.
But I am not the tender/sweet kind.
I am aware that kind of association,
Is generally placed upon those
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Today is lived.
And there they stay,
In heated debate.
About what took place,
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I could stop right now in my tracks.
And not concern myself,
With taking another step forward.
With clues I've left behind,
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Pleasantries are not accepted,
In those places where bitterness thrives...
As a form of fellowship.
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Peaceful!
With the purity,
Of the heavens above them then.
They would gather in harmony.
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When a long standing joke,
Has lost its 'funny'.
And lies told are found to be untrue.
What then do those who laugh and lie,
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