Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Bogus are your deeds.
Bogus are your activities,
You wish others to believe.
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Ignorance to escalate demolishes common sense.
With it to eventually have the expense,
Of everyone's time and collective involvement...
Seeking patience and accepted tolerance,
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Incredible it is.
But not yet to achieve unbelievable status.
These events seem to happen.
And too often back to back.
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Sometimes,
I don't know what it is I am feeling.
And there has been other times,
My mind is occupied...
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Easy it is to forget,
The witnessing of someone else's pain.
Easy it is to forget,
Stinging comments made about another...
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Often I am left wanting,
Not to be so honest.
Honesty admitted,
To hear it can offend.
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The only thing that seems,
To be kept justified today...
Are lies to be told to be believed.
And people wanting others,
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Wild is the churning of the winds.
Wild are the storms that begin.
Faith kept has proven,
To be disconnected from intent.
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Will any verdict to be reached,
Come to achieve peace for anyone?
Especially what occurs to happen.
And to whom it is done.
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I can not correct,
Anyone's mental insufficiencies.
Nor can I pretend,
A defending of deficiencies...
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