Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Once upon a time,
When I was just a young bud growing...
On the tree of life,
Blossoming with idealism.
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I have an idea.
Let us all pretend,
We are strangers.
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I had been asked to give my opinion.
And expressed a reluctance to give it.
When my reluctance offended,
I went ahead to give my opinion...
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So fast and quick...
These moments of time bestowed,
Upon us to live.
Coming to briefly with us sit.
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I like to kiss.
Hold.
Get naked and touch.
Foreplay leads to gratifying sex.
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They called him 'master'...
When he came.
To take them from the comfort of their homes.
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A tone of voice was not accepted.
Because of the rawness of the message delivered.
And the context of it was ignored.
As has been done a countless number of times before.
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An enforced need to continue fear and grief,
To uphold beliefs of a fading greatness...
Lifted by a costly campaign of propaganda.
Has achieved one thing.
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Remove these obstacles,
I have now on my path.
I wish to attract happiness...
With a peace of mind,
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This ax I wield,
Is not raised to attack you!
Those chains that keep you held in bondage...
I am doing my best,
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