Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Am I not,
Deserving of the love you give.
Oh,
Am I not.
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Knowing what it has taken,
To make those forward steps made...
Gives me the satisfaction,
Of not having my movements distracted...
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As I look back upon my path,
With those tests and mistakes...
I managed to pass with a lot of heartache.
I often ask myself,
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Ironically enough,
As irony has come to me to show and bestow.
If it had not been for the anguish.
With those emotional traumas to experience.
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Impeding the progress made by another,
With obvious obstacles to block their passage.
To then make accusations publicly,
Why that person should be blamed...
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Under hypnosis and certainly conditioned,
To ignore realities to never accept.
But to see from now on...
That which was dipped and flavored,
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Where are you going?

'To the debates.'
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Accustomed to being good,
It spoils the anticpation.
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I'm in your corner.
And on your side!
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If everything about it had been presented,
As it was intended...
This life experienced.
There would be far less people delusioned.
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