Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

There is a malignant tumor,
Growing fast...
Right under,
Those standards we qualify...
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A remedy that guarantees,
The laughing of those of others stop...
Is to pass along pictures of them doing so,
When hard times upon their shoulders drop.
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I care less...
If someone is family, friend or foe.
Or...
The neighbors next door.
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I'd like to say this for clarity.
When I give...
I give.
When I take...
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For some reason,
I've enjoyed being accused...
For those things I did not do!
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Why are 'whites' in constant dialogue,
About their superiority over 'blacks'?
What insecurities are needing to be fed,
To address those issues and put them to bed?
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To be released from a bondage,
With an ability to 'see'...
Is a blessing The Creator gives,
That frees one's mind to perceive...
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By the time you honestly face your delusions,
The computer assigned to monitor your activities...
And daily movements,
Would have declared you obsolete.
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Too much time is spent,
Getting our minds bent out of shape...
Identifying what isn't here.
Or 'there'
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I see nothing wrong,
With anyone being idealistic.
It is the restriction to limits I resist.
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