Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Those who know and show,
Where their hearts are.
Exposing them unselfishly,
Throughout their lives.
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From hidden cracks and the comfort,
Of their protected crevices.
They surface to oppose,
The one who toils.
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Whatever your endeavors,
May you seek them with happiness.
I hope this is a labor of love invested...
And not just time spent,
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What a difference reality makes.
Those who once chased rainbows...
Have suddenly put on the brakes!
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The beast with feasting eyes...
Devours souls unrelenting.
Time spent repenting are those weak,
For acts of treason not committed...
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Piped and smacking munchies.
Cracked while passing lit delights.
Strung out to numb...
Any thoughts,
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There is so much about life we do know!
And so much about it we pretend does not exist.
Only to medicate ourselves,
To accept a point of view...
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The only people,
Feeling they must dispute truth...
And defend themselves against it,
Are those who fear the losing...
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The misfits depicted as nonconformists.
With others labelled mavericks and derelicts,
Unable to adjust to set values and standards...
To have them silenced and hushed.
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A digging of a trench,
Believed to prevent...
A continuance of corruption,
From increasing the violence and crime...
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