Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

A giving known to do.
And for years with a doing of it done.
Has become for some,
An opportunity to take one like this for granted.
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The results of the investigation are in.
I have them here and in my hands.
Will those who feel they have been unjustly accused,
Please stand.
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Why is it so many view themselves,
Through self-indulgent eyes?
To perceive their misdeeds,
Whenever they were committed...
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I write from an experienced perspective.
When gathering my thoughts to expose publicly,
What it is I regard as important to us all.
However...
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Aging without experiencing to digest each phase of it,
To allow a processing of reality to accept instead delude...
Has left a series of serious lessons to learn,
To go uncomprehended...AND for YEARS.
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Hold me until I say stop.
Squeeze me until my eyes pop.
And if my temperture should drop...
Don't wait to resuscitate me.
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Demons only feed to please their own needs.

'Amen.'
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Who today can say,
Someone intentionally...
Came to steal an innocent childhood away?
And where were they,
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I have had some soaring highlights,
Very early in my life...
To make my low lights and the events of them,
Become more scrutinized by those perceiving...
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I am optimistic and wanting this to stick.
With a fighting against denials that 'may' creep inside,
Wishing to assist the undoing of it.
And just in case...
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