Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

To forget evil tricks.
From where they came.
And who it was with lips whispered.
Done to twist.
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Right side of left,
Is my mind sometimes.
Thoughts too correct,
Needing to bend at times.
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Dining on the minus sign.
Dollars dwindling.
Leaving many to feel swindled.
And the pressures of the times grind.
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Call me names!
Convince others I am a 'nut'
Talk behind my back...
And make things up!
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A cheapened labor for profit,
Could not stop their lust...
To pocket more.
They began to contaminate themselves.
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On the surface it would appear,
Useless studies...
Pitting the blacks against whites,
And other 'minorities'
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Clip or snip frustrations and toss!
Be done with regrets at any and all cost.
Events unchanged will remain the same.
Take a deep breath...
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It would be great
If the truth
Was not such a tremendous part,
Of our ever growing bout with reality!
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Whisper and speak
In secret meetings.
But you still reek.
And that smell
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Remember...
When the clouds of regret,
Begin descending to fret...
All opportunity to correct this,
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