Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Never has it ever paid,
To exaggerate what takes place...
In someone's life to incite an invitation,
To spread indignities and lies.
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Is there a cultural and racial divide,
That has been as wide,
As any gap witnessed in canyons...
With a depth that is noticed,
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Traveling with negative activities...
Hear them cuss a lot!
Yes, they cuss a lot.
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Dance!
When you get the chance.
It's okay to pat your feet.
And sway as you move,
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When I lift up my eyes,
To see your face...
From my weakened state,
Of mind.
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Bring it on.
Don't keep it as a teaser.
Just bring it on.
You must want me on bended knee.
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Unlike whites,
I can not use blacks as an excuse.
I once tried that long ago.
And I was accused of not being black,
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With a stumbling numbed,
And...
Going through the paces.
So many people on the run,
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Seriously?
You want something to talk about?
This may be painful...
However,
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Living one's life,
On incredible big lies to tell...
Eventually comes to shred every bit,
Of one's credibility sold to sell too well.
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