Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Facts no longer matter.
Truth has been battered,
To disbelieve it had quality.
And those who remember,
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Sarcastic?
I am not!
I am cynical.
With touches of skepticism,
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How can they be corrected?
When eyes have been set upon,
Incorrectness.
How can a pride be handed to them?
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He said he was 'representin'
The peeps,
Who digged life with breath fresh!
And eyes so cleared...
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There is talk of those deserting,
On battlefields where soldiers are serving.
Running away from an unjust mess...
To retreat alone in heartbreak and hopelessness.
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A little bit of terrificness...
Came to sit,
In my mind.
Then familiar with drifting...
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Who pays...
For the displays of injustices,
Dispatched and laid?
As rights and defenses,
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Things are easy to laugh at
When misunderstood.
Easy to laugh at...
Until you see this does no good.
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Anyone will do,
To accuse for their blunders.
Anyone to screw...
Will certainly for them do!
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God is in my life!
Always...
And forever.
He will make things right!
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