Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

One may not hold the brightest of candles,
With it slow to burn.
As one seeks to learn...
And absorb that which is in clear view.
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Some choose to abuse the messenger,
For a delivered message.
And the contents it contains.
But the messenger is not the creator of it.
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Games to play.
With more time to waste,
Advances a thoughtlessness.
And this activity,
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An 'almost' sought to seek,
But for whatever the reason...
Not quite realized to reach,
Is as good as any intention to mention.
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One tribe of different colors and hues,
To value more than the doing of deeds...
Became picked apart by foolish jealousies.
And insecurities used with a focus to accuse,
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What excuses are there left,
For any one group to make?
When an initiative to take,
With a devotion to promote success...
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If a doing done is not meant with intention,
And in sight day and night for many to see.
Why is the existence of it...
Suddenly there to make others aware,
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Seek me not,
Seated defeated in darkened valleys.
Either discover me attempting to climb,
Mountaintops to reach.
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Today a pity has become the equal,
For all people who believed...
They owned a potty to poop.
And free to do as they choose.
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Better than planned, is...
An adventured life to live.
Better than planned, is...
The unexpected.
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