Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

There is a deficit of 'ifs'.
Promises and failed commitments.
Allowed to excuse yet fades,
Truth.
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Symbols to identify,
An obtained image of materialism...
Wished with a wanting to get and realize,
Leaves many feeling they must qualify...
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No one can erase memories.
Whether they are selective,
To forget others.
Or picked to remember,
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Not a flower in The Kingdom,
Has been picked to overlook...
Its significance to behold.
Not one seed of The Kingdom planted,
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After carrying a weight,
That may be yours and others too.
To leave those believing,
There was an ease of it to do.
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Yearned it has been and earned,
This peace I keep released inside.
And to feed upon thoughts,
To me fed privately...
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I hear your words.
And feel them clearly.
So deep has the object,
Taken to represent and symbolize...
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No figment am I to contrive to fit,
Fabricated concoctions...
To be picked and devise as is wished.
Nor am I a concept,
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Once it is acknowledged,
Accepted to convince...
That a kept ignorance is expensive,
To deepen deficits of all kinds...
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No one is paid to hear the troubles,
Of others as they muzzle up.
No one is paid to do a puzzle,
To leave their own needs doubled.
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