Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

It's not that lieing is accepted.
It is the style by which liars choose,
To tell their lies.
...

Is it possible that an achieved fantasticness,
Will ever be accredited to the one who has introduced it?
Or will those remain to connect a dollar from it to lift.
In declarations they've originated,
...

You may laugh at me.
And how the shoes I wear,
Seem to be more than broken in.
But on my feet they are most comfortable.
...

What more than life is more precious?
Ecologically speaking!
And why does it take a crisis,
To begin to realize this?
...

There are still those who are amply baited,
Who remain over medicated...
With hallucinations they satiate.
And prescribed just the right mix,
...

Thinking of all aspects of discipline.
And the benefits of comprehension...
Once the affects of listening begins.
...

There is nothing more treasured,
For any human being...
Than to be respected and treated,
As if a jewel one wishes to keep.
...

I want someone to soldier me.
And protect my nights,
With the ammunition of love.
No one dared or could penetrate.
...

The more turned off a turned off people get,
Very few are trying to relive the moments...
That created it to reminisce.
...

People are labelling acts of treason,
As an economic season.
With reason to believe...
The effects of it will heal itself.
...