Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

To those young and full of innocence...
Where are you?
Have you kept your youthfulness,
Unblemished?
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Mr. Bingoplooffer?
Why are those who rate what others say,
Looking for a validation?
And someone who has similar concepts,
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When shallow people do not grow,
They leave behind no legacy.
An empty hole widens in their ancestry.
And an influence of attachment is lost!
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No one voices their opinion,
Until an escalation of an ending begins.
And they make a collective noise then,
As if what is said should make sense and is heard.
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Pretensions used as a defense fails.
A truth of a reality,
Impales an ignorance.
They wish the blood that seeps,
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I sat and chatted with the fear I was given.
I had grown accustomed to it and grew tired.
And asked of it before I angered...
Why it felt comfortable to sit with me.
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I am not angered at all,
About what has happened.
I am embittered about how it happened.
And why it happened...
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That joke told and thought funny by some...
No longer brings with it smirks.
Or the half smiles on faces.
A seriousness upon them lurks.
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I remember being sucker punched once.
Someone disliked something I did.
But could not face me to confront.
Like most cowards who attack...
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Do you know those folks
Who will ask others questions
About you?
And when you see them...
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