Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Some brick walls are easier to penetrate.
And that depends on when they were cemented.
The thickness.
And the chipping done,
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Grapes ripe to pick and juicy when first licked,
Will always keep a taste sweet in one's mind.
As remembered lessons learned over time,
Are kept as one ages.
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All they knew that came to them to love,
Entertained quickly to satisfy their senses.
An investment to protect them from truth,
Had been unwisely spent in decadence.
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There are those who eventually...
Come to despise and hate,
That which initiates and creates...
A feeding enjoyed.
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Often those who say they mean well,
Do so.
When noticeably convenient,
After deeds undone but promised and wished...
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In communities without unity,
Where just a few people...
Do as they please,
To destroy the environment...
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I did not prepare and struggle,
To get to first base.
To stand and bask in adulation alone.
My eyes were always set upon 'home'.
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Those in the 'know'
Do what they can,
To keep others inspired.
And uplifted.
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Torned by random runs.
With a direction unspecific.
Split between continuing,
On a path thick.
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Usually one gets in return,
What one has invested...
In time spent with interests given.
Support shown and patience.
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