Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

If I was born,
From a love shared and meant...
Why does it seem to me,
I have to endure being tormented...
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The re-occurrence,
Of 'isolated' violent incidents...
Becoming more entertaining,
As if they are scheduled social events...
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Those who have earned,
To receive what pleases them...
Did it to do it not sitting to wish.
Or waiting for assistance,
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The spreading of a devastating fire,
Raging to ruin everything in its path...
Can begin unintended.
An unexpected to last for as long as it has.
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We can make this work.
To work it out.
Between you and me.
Our differences of beliefs,
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Don't let a feeling stop,
From getting good to drop it.
Don't let this feeling stop,
To do.
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Those remaining fixed and supportive,
To age old unchanging beliefs...
That stay limited and unwelcoming,
To those returning to live within...
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Memories are suppose to be,
More appreciated.
When they are reminisced.
Like a maturing when one ages,
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Evidence of existing reality,
Has left many unprepared...
To accept any of it.
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Your reality,
And myths kept to believe...
Are undergoing a quickened paced,
To renovate them to replace immediately.
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