Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Who knows when the truth began to offend.
Who knows when those began to give it honor,
With a choosing to keep their lips tightly sealed...
Fearing if truth heard from them revealed,
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What point is made in remaining relevant?
Who stays influenced by the significance of it?
And if a relevance kept when accepted is significant...
What happens to it when those disapproving its existence,
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Let's not make this another quibble fest.
To evade the issue,
With a pointlessness to manifest.
Let's do our best to stick to the topic.
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If it's significant worthy of this given it,
Then give it,
To employ.
If it's significant worthy of this given it,
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Making attempts to evaluate,
Mentalities in a mindset to create...
Leaves no one to escape from it,
For profit or to eliminate...
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You may depict me,
Any way you wish.
In stereotypical fixed images.
Or in caricature with it meant,
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What is reflected,
By the effects of truth...
Can not be censored,
From it being witnessed.
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Mirrored are those eyes,
We turn our own away from quickly.
Instantly we see ourselves reflected.
To refuse admitting,
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It is not the increase,
Of tragedies released upon others.
And ourselves.
That has us stunned and numbed,
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I've been waiting for you.
To see through and undo,
My attitude of protection kept.
An attitude for someone special,
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