Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

'I have sinned.'
This confession has been given,
Over and over again.
An admission without end,
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'Why does reality have no chance of surviving,
In a land where fantasy is worshipped...
And prioritized for all to understand,
Throughout one's life as a demand? '
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With a rush to judgement done,
An unwanted hush comes...
To sting the ones stung,
By their own misadventures.
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People with mates,
Seem to have elected...
To remain connected in dedication.
Their relationships never appear outdated.
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The hunger appears stronger,
Among those obsessed with purpose.

A drive consumes them with desire.
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Not a few,
But far too many...
Have become disillusioned and mystified,
By the quickened fast pace of change...
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Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
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Now that the race has been won...
You can move forward with your agenda.
And those plans you are ready to implement.
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By the way...
I'd like to take this opportunity,
To apologize for all those negative things...
I said about you.
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What better day is it than today,
To trash and put out on the curb...
All disturbing nonsense.
Every single bit of it.
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