Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Some folks wish to want,
For it so bad.
Something to get,
Wanted they never had.
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I would not bet against anyone,
Appearing to be down and out.
And about to give up,
On a struggle to accept defeat.
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Many have lived to create,
Their own realities.
Never to adapt,
To accept a truth.
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Many when young,
Had not been introduced...
To discipline or tasks to complete.
Or taught to listen first.
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Where does one go,
To heal and mend...
A ruined reputation.
Attacked and based upon lies.
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The matter of factness.
These days we live.
Matters less than distractions.
And that which entertains,
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Some folks need to be told,
Direct and with urgency.
Where it is they should go.
Taking away headaches they've created,
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One with intelligence to embrace it,
Maybe more accepted to not reject.
If that intelligence more reflects,
A race of people...
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However this misunderstanding,
Began to start.
And who misinterpreted,
My acceptance of your invitation.
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Based upon evidence.
And collected gathered facts.
There were many at the scene,
Who witnessed the shocking attack.
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