Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

The creating of feeding greed,
Has slowly become the focus...
Of everyone's priority.
And those who have been teased,
...

The wish for the appearance and existence,
For a peace that increases...
Has become as obsolete,
As one's use of a bow an arrow...
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I've never been into,
Impersonal third person invitations.
With expectations that I participate,
In the enjoyment of activities.
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Speeding up to catch on fast,
What has long slipped from your grasp...
Is like playing ping pong,
In those yesterdays gone.
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So happy am I now to live,
To have a mind free.
And the pieces now connecting,
Did not come to fit...
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I remember all your sentiments protesting.
All my simple needs and with requests met.
Now the evidence is clear,
As its ever been...
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Why didn't they move on?
Accept reality for what it is.
Instead of paying ridiculous amounts of money,
To have their own homes torn down?
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I've given to you all that I am.
And still you're talking,
To find a fault.
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I have searched my soul,
With a deepness...
That is complete.
I've addressed this to confess.
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Deposits I have made,
Throughout the years...
Without expectations,
Of receiving a dividend.
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