Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Even though you can not see it...
Tomorrow is there.
It has its own agenda waiting!
You can not prepare for tomorrow.
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Remember when you rejected my apology?
And I did my best...
With effort that still makes me wonder,
'Why'?
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I think I've said enough,
About the importance of letting things be...
What they are.
Without the wanting to enhance them,
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'Did you not say this was undiscovered,
Fresh dirt?
This is the same dirt that has been here for years.
What is so unique about it? '
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Did you think I came to you,
To tenderize the moment?
I didn't come for that.
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On the streets they enjoy playing,
Their thuggish games!
Trained to be subservient
To a life that obeys breaking laws,
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If someone introduces a game to play,
It becomes their game to play.
And if one is seduced to play along,
They have no right to say what is unfair.
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Those that have come to devote themselves,
To that which they have commited to do to achieve...
Have not done so because they thought it easy.
And there are more who believe this than few who chose to do it.
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'Even when to them done,
People still do not get the message.'

Trying to play catch up,
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Looking up and down the street,
Before one goes across...
May save one's life without the strife.
And prevent paying a cost.
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