Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

When the Sun came,
I felt the warmth...
Straightening my back,
And elongating the stretched etches...
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Your replacements have arrived!
Those of you who shucked and jived,
With shuffled shtick that got you stuck...
In a way of life endorsed by fat back chats,
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For you...
I could never be another fool.
I'm the same one I've always been,
For you.
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I have yet to be that kind of person,
To awaken then look out of a window...
To determine how I am going to feel.
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Vindicated!
When you've been vindicated,
There's a feeling that is felt this is elated.
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There is no sense in hiding.
What does one hide?
And from whom?
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Scrap those plans,
To keep delusions safe...
In a protected place.
Realities must be faced.
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You remind me,
Of a friend...
I have never had,
Ever before!
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The light...
Bright,
Has been turned on.
Most who chose to delight in darkness,
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What is one accomplishing,
By chasing behind a horse drawn cart...
That is going uphill.
Yelling, 'Unity! '
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