Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

The only answer I will accept to my question,
Is the one given...
That I am to understand.
Anything else that is less specific,
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When I fell...
I coveted the experience.
Oh yes.
And with a doing I did not expect.
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Never have I switched my interests,
To express indifference to neglect.
I 'had' been too giving of my experiences,
To be shown my interests...
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Everyday those challenges,
Coming to anyone to overcome...
Prove with a doing done,
They can easily be replaced...
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I have no dire need for you to prove to me,
What it is you know about love.
If you know anything about love at all,
You will live it to give it...
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Stop seeing those doctors dropping,
On you another pill.
And...
Start walking not to be stalked,
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The only thing I 'now' resent,
After thinking of those times spent...
Being then by others resented,
Is wondering why I allowed my mind...
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Millions of dollars,
To be found to go unaccounted for...
Has been wasted to approve the doing,
Of the right thing.
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A sickened mindset permitted,
Ever present and remaining ignored...
As if an approval of it has been documented.
And to validate with it presented,
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It is what it is.
And those who know why it is that way,
Will continue to pretend...
They are clueless.
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