Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

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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I had walked around for decades,
Feeling and shouldering emotional pain.

When I decided I had nothing to gain...
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I love it when people make attempts,
To compare themselves...
With others living in totally different,
Environments.
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From the day we first met,
I offered no pretense.
No attempts did I try,
To make for you a good first impression.
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