Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

An epic that begins.
To overwhelm with each episode.
Increasing tensions intended before it ends.
Is one of many dramatic chapters.
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A critical mass.
That has resulted in a task.
Seems to have been secretly reached.
To deliver and complete.
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There had been once upon a time.
When ignorance willfully displayed.
Was regarded as inappropriate.
And when mentioned to bring attention to it,
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Many have gathered to ask.
Themselves and of others.
"Where do we go from here?
This manure is not pleasant.
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Jaw dropping and jarring.
Is the image.
Of one with a childish disposition.
Placed in a position to set policy.
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The watching doesn't shock anymore.
Nor is the madness stopping.
Its dumping at all doors.
Unleashed, unlocked like never before.
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It is with preference.
What is accepted and approved.
Along with personality.
One has and found to amuse.
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Emotions felt to feel.
Respect to give and get.
Love to know and return.
Has no face.
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I am me.
Real.
Not a lie told.
To satisfy ears to hear.
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If we all worked harder.
At something we loved.
To discover it found,
This leaves us pleased.
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