Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

My space is sacred.
My vital signs are fine for me.
No rat race paced.
I've removed myself from that misery.
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The good news?
We are not that close to the bottom,
As expected.
The bad news?
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These situations did not develop overnight.
They flourished and nurtured,
And encouraged to exploit their appetites.
The alarmists are sounding loud and clear...
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How big of a fool can she be?
She got you to believe what she said.
So she can't be that big of a fool.
In fact...
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Some folks don't recognize a good thing
Even when they have it!
They will take it for granted.
Thinking it came to them easy...
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Ignorance for what it is...
Is ignorance for what it is!
Romanticizing it as it has been done,
In urban centers throughout the country...
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There is very little about you left,
That can be respected.
Very little about your way of life,
Only you advantage without limitation...
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Flaunting our possessions,
With obsessessed aggressions...
Seems to be, of late, outdated.
Inflated egos held unshakened,
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I shared with someone I cared.
And immediately I was told,
My caring was obsolete.
I was told I didn't have to.
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I avoid misunderstandings.
Especially with those who seek to be understood.
Why spend time with someone
Who wants to take your time,
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