Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Radiate.
Even in the silence of it,
To do alone.
With no one else around to notice,
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I am who I am.
And from a seed planted,
In an environment...
I grew to love.
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When grown folks who have aged,
Remain with their minds to stay...
Focused on childhood activities,
Performed decades long gone.
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No one blessed with life to live,
Can expect it done...
Without facing the fear,
Of some kind of rejection.
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Choose something done loved,
To master and perform...
With the ease of one,
Who has acquired expertise.
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We've been there.
To witness conflicts.
As if to approve of them to start.
We've been aware,
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Your dreams to have them,
Are possible to achieve.
If left to believe in them,
To have been already accomplished.
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Is it relative and to what?
To feel love for someone,
Openly discussed.
With belief a doing it,
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Where is the excellence.
Owed with a showing of appreciation,
To our ancestors.
How much selfish greed will please,
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So easy it is,
To forwarn of disastrous conditions.
From positions taken,
Behind podiums and/or pulpits.
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