Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Such passion to have it.
Can be a hazard of a habit.
To become a need to feed an addiction.
Smothered to leave smoldering,
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I just want to thank You.
For lettin' me,
Be who it is...
I am.
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Who is it left,
That suffers better more.
In these times lived to lose,
False impressions to make.
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Flawed.
Lawless and a fraud.
Yet...
These 'attributes' are applauded.
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Greater than what to make better.

"Would that be up or down? "
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I have often HEARD,
From others between them said...
Who had did what for 'who'.
Not to witness at all.
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Welcome to the lockdown.
With steps to eliminate truth.
It's a political lockdown.
Anywhere the truth is produced.
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Under my claimed,
And protective watch.
With a sworn obligation,
Made publicly to say...
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In these corrupted to deceive people,
Days.
We all are made to participate,
And them to live.
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'Don't know.
Don't want to know.
Or care who knows it! '
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