Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

The more the people become upset,
To openly express...
A letting to allow their backs to turn,
On the truth for having their delusions met.
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Honesty, trust and truth to know it,
Has to be experienced to live.
And looking for these qualities,
Not to know or feel what they are...
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A time that comes,
To feel a deep pain...
Coming to regain,
One's consciousness...
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What was has been.
It is the now!
And those tomorrows that come.
To be lived.
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Changes needed to be made.
And long overdue.
Has to begin with a view,
From the inside out.
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No one can survive these days,
Staying full of anger.
Heating up into a crazed madness.
Without prayers to say.
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Needless.
And pointless to discuss.
Feelings to know them felt to have.
Yet no one brings that subject up.
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It is...
Touching.
It is.
Endearing.
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Unwilling to listen.
With time given to comprehend.
Or attempts made to pay attention.
Will come one day to have it wished,
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'NOOOBODY KNOOOWS,
THE TROUBLES I'S SEEN.
NOOOBODY KNOOOWS MY SORROWS.'
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