Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

'Things' given symbolic status,
And valued higher with a standard...
Above that of a human being,
There is going to be a failure that unravels...
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I feel as if I'm in a vacant spin.
With a churning inside...
Going with a flowing,
My body moves...
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Of course,
I will keep my expectations and aspirations high.
And I hope my ambitions to outdo myself,
Will not be interpreted by others...
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Open your windows.
Why suffocate,
Without fresh air to deeply breathe.
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People are not born to be...
Thoughtless.
Uncompassionate.
Inconsiderate.
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Sure.
I am always open for recommendations,
And suggestions.
I am not closed minded like that.
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Now more are convinced,
A sitting on the fence...
Does not increase,
One's influence.
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Fading ideological preferences,
In the face of realities...
Many find difficult to do,
Is coming close to the edge...
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Am I perfect?
No.
But I am faithful to a fault,
To my opinion given.
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A flower,
Not appreciated for the uniqueness...
Of its natural beauty,
Is no different than the oversight given...
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