Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

The one to fear...
Is not that one who speaks.
The one with a smile fixed.
As if practiced.
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One can only feel a pride,
Of those endeavors accomplished.
A validated life,
Has been achieved and done.
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The proof is in the evidence.
Accusations end...
When one's lips have been sealed,
To reveal fingerprints.
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With pen in hand prepared to dictate,
The thoughts from my head...
To be arranged to breathe in reality.
Is easier to read and critique isn't it?
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I use to express my appreciation.
And complimented those,
Whose talents I admired.
I've stopped doing that.
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I've been doing this,
For years.
Without thought of receiving attention,
For years.
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Be suspicious of anyone offering,
A lifetime of peace...
For low monthly payments.
And you have been selected,
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Volunteering one's time in some communities,
Has led to the experience or receiving indignities...
By some.
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As soon as they realized pay was involved,
For something they deemed easy...
Everybody and their mamas wanted in on the act.
And that mindset remains with them to this very day.
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The strength in my words is intended.
Much like the use of cement is mixed,
To concrete the enhancement of steel...
Brick, aluminum and/or wood.
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