Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Another saber to sharpen,
When a war is planned and announced.
The economy depends on it.
And that's what these conflicts are about.
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The creative process takes effort.
Many believe the expression itself is easy.
No announcements made are necessary,
To proclaim an interest to start what is desired...
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Irrational and radical are the changes.
And a leader selected is up to the task.
But many are living with minds locked,
In the past.
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With no sense of natural rhythm.
And no sense of what that beat kept,
Keeps...
Within a soul that can feel this deeply.
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Listen to their arguments.
And their justification,
To seeth within with pent up anger.
And you will hear the voices,
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Your ideals have been consumed,
By polluted solutions.
Immaturity reveals,
A reluctance to face...
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Not a 'what-if' in sight,
On the horizon in my mind.
Neither am I trying to find,
An 'I wonder'.
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Chasing mediocrity,
To seek an approval...
Is to deny one's best efforts.
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With a bleeding done to get,
And secure...
Those 'things' endeared.
Some choose and have chosen...
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When it comes,
It comes not to leave.
It seems to stay there eternally.
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