Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

When you tire of the numbers,
That make you slumber fast to sleep.
Come to me I'll satisfy your mind,
With deliciousness that treats.
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What 'is' the purpose of information,
If it is not correct?
Or the wholesomeness of revelation,
If it doesn't give one introspect?
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The only endorsement I pride,
Is the one God has given.
With the many attempts I've tried.
With prayer and faith with God by my side.
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I love my parents and sisters dearly.
I've been the first to their defense.
And I am sure they are aware of this.
However...
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Tongues and lips twisted.
While minds are blinded to world events.
As folks complain about the government,
Being too much in their lives.
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Expressing an attitude towards me,
Because my needs were then tolerated.
And she felt obligated to perform...
As if donating to a cause and charity.
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My standards have always been valued.
Just because they are freely displayed,
Does not mean I don't consider them...
As precious gems.
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If it was not for my efforts,
You would have nothing in life to do.
I'm only now beginning to understand,
How important these moments are for you.
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Futile is the attempt to create my reality,
For me.
Or what takes place in it,
To benefit another's version of life.
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Whose fool have I been?
Trying hard not again to pretend.
I'm the one who has my head between my knees,
Losing sleep and feeling weakness.
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