Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

These memories did not come cheap.
Not a one arrived with Little Bo Peep!
And Tommy Tucker I was...
I sang for my supper!
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When yesterday came,
It seemed as if I wanted you more.
It seemed my craving would not stop...
I could not block you out of my mind!
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Conversations have lost comforts,
Of mutual exchange.
Forced engagements now depend,
On premeditated thoughts...
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A journey within an inner beauty.
Is that what comes...
When our days here are done?
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Soul searching becomes a ritual,
For one who discovers awareness.

Sometimes I question
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Be not me,
When I'm with you?
Is that what you're saying,
You see me do?
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Say what you will,
But words plastered
Upon a damaged dike...
Will not contain a flushing storm,
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Yes...
I am crazed!
I was told
That was the only qualification I needed,
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They are trying to compete
To see who can out disgust.
Our troubled youth we have abused,
With disloyality and distrust.
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B...you
B...square
B...indifferent
B...aware
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