Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

This package is...
Too dumb to be smart.
And this package is...
Too dumb to have a thought process.
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That dream once to want,
Seems to have vanished from the scene.
Yet the chasing of it never ends.
As the price to pay the cost,
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The game that is played,
Has its way to display...
A broadened array,
Of who is selected to participate.
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No one can better be you to do it,
Than you.
To better be.
No one in this process is more qualified,
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An Oval Joker.
Smearing an image,
Once held to be sacred.
And allowed to be trashed.
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As it is...
A topic.
As it is...
About who profits.
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Chasing image.
And the repeatedly edited,
Substance.
Vanity to have it has never had.
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Those who lie rely on it done.
And those who deny they lie but do,
Depend and rely upon disbelievers to deceive.
Leaving the ones who speak the truth,
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People see it not to ignore.
But remain disbelieving.
Refusing to accept.
Yet...
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More will discover love and its power.
After they have surrounded themselves,
With a hatred to face it.
Unmistaking where it came from.
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