Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Living to identify and adjust,
To the physicality of things...
Loses one an opportunity to gain any wisdom,
From the spiritual side of life.
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They have homes.
They have titles.
They have their materialism.
Nice cars. Nice clothes,
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Being accused of blasphemy,
By those now questioning their own beliefs...
Weakened by an increasing disappointment.
Has only strengthened those who are spiritual...
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How out in the open,
Can an out in the open get?
When those in masquerade,
Can be identify by...
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Who held me responsible,
and accountable for my actions?
My mama.
Who made sure I did my chores...
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You have trespassed my property.
And boldly stand in my backyard,
With demands that I step down...
From my position as Head of Household?
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An outcast is safe from being captured,
Like chased bees jarred in backyards...
To buzz,
As curious kids collecting insects...
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It's not right,
That I find I am fighting...
Sleep at night.
Perplexed...
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Delusions are difficult to erase,
From minds nourished to believe...
They are entitled to take and receive,
And do as they please.
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It has been exposed.
Why can't you face it?

Those disenfranchised,
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