Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

When one 'is' who they are...
And has been who they are since birth.
Expressing what it is they do,
Because it is no fluke!
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So above the law are thieves.
They've devised their own system,
Of deceit and secrecy.
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Don't you think it a bit unusual,
To be a grown man...
Divorced and living alone?
Paying your own way unsubsidized?
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A tree with leaves helps all us breathe.
And they wont be obsolete,
In our lifetime.
Not in yours or mine.
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Jaded by the suddenness of one's quick death.
With a quick breath taken,
There comes this acceptance unexpected that sits.
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Be you physically freed.
Or mentally tied up trapped in knots.
Encased in invisible limitations...
Viewed from a perspective,
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Knock knock come out.
Stop blooming that gloom.
Drop that pout!
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Condemning the process,
Without having a hint to its content.
Or if it has potential to benefit.
Offers nothing to those accustomed,
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Punishments conceived,
With thoughtless deeds needlessly done...
Does not accentuate the positive,
For anyone involved with this kind of mischief.
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The value of your worthlessness,
May be more than you deserve.

The richness of your spoiledness,
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