Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Can you comprehend any of this?
With bricks crumbling to the ground...
Many collective in voice,
Are finding others to blame around.
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I'm using my blessings and faith,
To create identifiable miracles.
And you?
How do you use your gifts?
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You've got my heart locked up.
And I'm not in a conscious focus...
Not sure if I want to clear.
This whoosie blues too.
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Sell the people on fear and what they will lose.
Accustomed these people are already...
To some kind of dysfunction of mental disarray.
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I thought I told you no more TV,
Until you finished your homework.

'What's a moral standard,
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I'm not needing to be told,
I should have someone in my life...
Who will appreciate me for who I am.
I'm not needing to be told that at all.
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I did not grow up picking Lillies from the field.
I was a latchkey child with chores and responsibilities.
That's the way my mother raised my sister Mimmie and me.
To be independent and aware at a very early age.
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It is both a duty and a privilege,
To be able to do this.
And to discover a persistence,
That has my loyalty attached to it.
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I know.
I know.
You have gone out of your way,
To disrespect my efforts.
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Taught not born,
To hate.
Taught not born,
To fear.
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