Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

So alone I feel.
So destitute and isolated.
So without hope...
I would sell my faith,
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Okay, okay, okay!
I admit it.
I hid my ambitions.
Secretly I kept wishes to succeed,
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Well...
It's not like you are without options.
Remember that time,
You said to yourself...
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Am I satisfied?
Of course I am.
However...
I do think,
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Broadsided!
By a web of factors.
And we must 'bob and weave'...
Through the onslaught of what is thrown.
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How does one become better,
Doing what one does?
And remain happy at doing it?
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Who and what I am...
I am.
I have not spent my life,
Being anyone else.
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Of course they are prepared,
To blame him for their failures.
Although their failings began,
Long before he was born.
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Look for them.
Definitions!
They will be there.
Used for what they are...
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Two people may begin to cook,
What looks to be the same thing.
And to those witnessing,
It may be observed to be that way.
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