Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

So happy am I and pleased to see,
Others with talents to express them publicly.
When I began to do this I felt alone and strange.
Especially when people misunderstood my attempts,
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Coming from a distance,
You picked me to offend...
And,
How do you like me now?
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I've been investigated, under-rated...
Berated to scold to deflate in debating,
A non-existing ego...
Believed I frequently visit to feed upon,
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Why is it that a certain class of people,
Feel they can free themselves...
From committing the most horrendous deeds,
To excuse what is done...
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Although they have been persistent,
With requests to free them from limits.
They wish less restrictions of government,
In their perceived over governed lives.
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So free I am to mingle,
And I don't feel rushed.
Happily I'm single and I like to touch...
Those I pick to audition to love.
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Is there any 'particular' reason why you question me?
Any reason at all you question my integrity with intensity?
My experience and acquired wisdom you detect as delusional.
Or believe me to fantasize the real issues to minmize?
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First I am baited to debate my beliefs.
Crucified I am when my facts are released.
Then someone decides my opinions have been correct.
Now my opponents are loosening their grips around my neck.
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There is one distinct disadvantage someone has,
When defending to protect denials they've accepted.
It gets exhausting to the one listening continually,
Knowing what to expect before the act itself is done.
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A game no differently played,
Than any other sporting event.
Hyped are likes and dislikes.
With money spent to declare which team,
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