Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Unless it is addressed.
And anyone hears from me,
A solicitation for suggestions.
No one who crosses my threshold,
...

It wasn't that long ago...
When those who regarded themselves,
Normal...
Would campaign openly against,
...

You say you work to have 'stuff' and things.
Things for you that make your life more meaningful.
And you believe those denied,
Should be classified as lazy.
...

Why is it you 'must' remind me,
Of your greatness periodically?
What's up with that?
...

Time does not come to us,
To face...
With a choice to erase,
What is disliked as we choose.
...

Unreasonable,
Had those times been to leave behind.
To clear and replant a better footing of roots,
On paths weeds now found....
...

No one should ever attempt to reason,
With another who takes pride...
In starting arguments.
Nor begin to sniff or become curious,
...

Stagnated eruptions,
Entrusted to dysfunctions rusted.
With aging foundations,
Brittle and crumbling in hopes to save...
...

All the tools available,
Had been theirs to use.
And among them lived diverse experts,
In various fields of proven endeavors.
...

It would only have taken minutes,
To sit and listen.
Giving undivided and focused attention.
But what was chosen by many to do instead,
...