Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

You've got to be,
Alive.
You've got to be,
A lion loose.
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You pop up.
With expectations,
I dropp and stop my doings?
Wrong and so long gone are those times.
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Okay.
I'll pretend I am curious.
Why are you peering over your fence,
With binoculars?
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I have been who I am,
Making my own decisions.
And feeling my own aches and pains,
Much longer than anyone obsessing over...
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No one lives to attribute,
Something they do found in the public's eye...
Without experiencing being despised,
By 'somebody' who has an issue with it.
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To prove one's might,
Does not have to be with weapons.
In fact...
The proving of one's ability to show,
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When a fire within,
Begins heating from a need...
Staying with a flame uncontained.
No effort made can remove this feeling,
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On Mother' Day,
Everyone should acknowledge...
The headaches they delivered,
To their mothers.
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One can not live a life,
Refusing to accept its transitions.
Many state they will remain unchanged.
And unlike some they come to criticize,
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If I was to choose to love a man.
And a woman does the same with another...
There is not a law,
Whether it was passed or not...
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