Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

This I'm sure will be found...
I'll be around.
No matter what is done,
By those who spite it.
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I spent five months,
Recuperating in a hospital...
Once.
And feeling depths of isolation,
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I had heard them in the distance,
Defining for themselves...
Beliefs to accept.
And within my heart,
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I have never understood,
Those who pay to sit in classrooms...
Refusing lessons to them given.
To then declare what is being taught,
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It has always been puzzling for me to see,
Those who have trash loads of garbage...
Piled into heaps in their backyards.
Who seem to be the first to protest in the streets,
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Choosing to dismiss warnings,
With comments made and the giving of clues...
There will be many who will stay defiant,
In the keeping of their false beliefs.
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We have tried everything in our power,
To ween them away from gluttony...
And their feelings of being entitled,
To devour selfishly...
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Unfortunately,
One's intelligence used as a means...
To prove a respecting of a thought process,
Would one day catch on as popular to manifest...
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The more attention they are given,
With a microphone to moan into...
To declare in announcement of their wounds.
Would lead anyone to think when observing this act,
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You say I should spend my time,
Around those I know have wasted mine...
And used theirs in the act of deceiving others?
I...
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