Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

If the more of it is heard enough,
The less interest to it is given.
With this done to do not to care,
Why or the where.
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One's life to live,
Less tolerant of b.s. to accept it.
May be thought by some,
As rigid.
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No organization claiming,
To be in the business...
Of serving others.
Their skills, talents.
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No one lives growing,
To know 'everything'.
Even those wise to have earned wisdom,
Will be the first to admit,
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A dollar quaranteed,
To multiply nonstop.
In pockets to drop.
By a skilled con artist.
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Lost lives to lies.
Living to victimize,
Themselves and others.
Gone are the days of honesty,
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Discussing a decision,
To have condoned one's craze.
At the benefit of more to come.
Acceptable although limited.
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Talked about not with.
Friends said to have,
Or valued relationships.
They are more talked about,
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What is done to do with age.
Stays done to do to age.
And mold to rust crumbled to dust.
Never again to be thought as new.
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Enjoyed,
Seems a vast incompetence.
Displayed with such an array of it,
Upfront in most places.
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