Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

There are reasons why,
Those elite.
Unknown outside,
Of their exclusive 'loops'.
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No one can stop,
A desire...
From burning inside.
To have it denied to hide.
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Too asleep to be conscious of it.
Too accustomed to drift.
And easily duped to trick and distract.
With a mind seldom used.
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Does an unsupervised hatred,
Videoed and expressed...
By spoiled and isolated,
Feeling entitled youth.
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An advantage is at hand.
For all to grasp the purpose of it.
And not dismiss.
Truth and its reality.
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Shut-it-up!
I have had it.
Who is the driver here?
Who?
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The only one remaining to look strained,
Is that one who has become frustrated.
And upset by the rapid change,
Of current events.
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Caught up in regrets.
With no other choice,
But to express and accept them.
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The truth to reveal,
Is seldom accepted.
By those who object,
To the contents of the message.
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A kept ignorance to witness it.
Presented on a daily basis to defend.
By admiring cheering crowds.
Believing their values are represented.
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