Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

There is one thing I do know.
At this stage of my evolving life.
I know to respect.
And how to accept.
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Only the ones who have been awake.
Reluctantly admit,
To enjoy these opening eye days.
As others too are beginning to see.
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The mind goes.
Slow to show the time has come.
To one childish.
Never to grow.
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The saying of the same thing said.
By two to do.
But a few hear it from one.
Because of tone making a difference.
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If someone known.
To have left a trail of failure.
With it shown to be condoned.
And then is chosen,
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Frank.
Lending her talents.
With her heart exposed devoted.
Unmistakable her gospel roots.
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Personal messages to get.
Seldom go unremembered of it.
Until one is reminded,
Of an event they had missed.
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Today.
The only caring people show,
And have to express.
Are their first impressions to make.
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Observe it to know.
Those who do not live life to grow.
Slow that process for themselves.
With it to others to let it show.
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With blatant ignorance they defend.
Their own undermining from within.
And caught up in division.
A division without end.
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