Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

After many years of declaring my identity.
With an opposition to be 'me' on occasion.
I set out on the pursuit of one thing.
And one thing only!
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When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
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'It's time for answers!
Too many questions long evaded.
These 'requests' have been conveniently swept...
Under rugs hiding steep inclines!
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It did not take me long,
To realize how phony you were.
I was taught logistics...
Many years ago when I was a kid,
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A gift is given...
Without an ego displayed,
By the giver attached.
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'These times can't last forever,
GOD! '
My mother, Edna, seem to always say,
To herself...
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There are those with beliefs,
What I have managed to do...
Without there consent or approval.
Can be better accomplished...
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Many can get restless,
When a cabin fever comes to test.
And...
They must be living in a debt.
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Sadistic?
I am not.
But I will admit,
Being pushed to the limit...
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He is wearing them out.
Their accustomed indignities...
Are now sought by him,
To come spewing from their mouths.
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