Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

What is all the fuss about?
It can not be over oil.
Gushing it does freely from the Gulf.
Millions of barrels is the estimate of it.
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Homesick!
And committed to be brave.
Pretending to shield against a tendency to fear.
No need to save tears,
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What makes you think,
I will be discussed and talked about...
And not know it?
What nerve in your body is disconnected,
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Who is there unaware and in doubt,
That I live to be attached to You?
Have I been excluded to delude on my path?
Am I not as valid as a blade of grass?
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I make no decisions for God.
God makes decisions for me.
And those who claim they have faith and pray,
And delay each step they make...
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Negativity kept fed,
Depends on those...
Responding to its presence.
With it hoped mentalities,
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Corruption.
Deception and theft.
Conducted to accept.
By officials elected,
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Once nonsense is noticed,
To be what it is.
From a distance where it appears.
Left to step away from it.
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For decades gone.
And those years to have passed.
When it had been the if,
To doubt.
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Manufactured realities.
Created today,
By those made to believe...
They can do and say to others,
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