Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

What will be witnessed that comes to an end,
Is a limited mindset.
With a broader and higher consciousness,
That begins.
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If someone's life experiences exceeds,
That of others in the same environment...
It becomes increasingly difficult,
To pretend an ignorance.
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It has been 24 years now,
That I decided to leave behind...
Every possession I had collected,
And had owned.
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Everyday I feel blessed,
To awaken and not address my ailments.
Or seek with this acknowledgement,
A reason to complain about my circumstances.
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I love you so much.
'How much is that? '
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I remember the days,
People took their creativity seriously.
And lived to fulfill their inbred ambitions.
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I am not one to analyze or bring to judgement,
The misdeeds done by those now dead.
Or correct with facts those deceits done,
To shed bright light upon that which has been said.
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You drink pop from a paper cup.
Then you want a masseuse to rub your butt.

But that stuff you've got to learn to tighten yourself.
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Sparse.
But so effective.
Your trimmings,
And that masterful touch...
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Using someone who has been fully awake,
Is difficult to perceive...
For those who have been skating,
Through their lives.
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