Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Begun to not undo.
That desire to have more than we need.
Believing to be entitled.
In a competition started to begin,
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Whether to admit it.
Or ignore its existence.
The fabric of this quilt,
Created to have been made.
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Change to make it change to make,
Begins with just one.
Daring to take that step made done.
And in the midst of opposition.
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In the middle of nowhere.
With a choice to choose,
Somewhere to go.
Then moving to be there somewhere,
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Like most,
I too have my faults.
Imperfections.
Blemishes and flaws detected.
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Nothing done is good enough.
To be appreciated.
For those who want more.
Never to be pleased.
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How can anyone today say,
They are against socialism.
When there are socialites pledging their allegiance,
To a democracy devoted to a materialism.
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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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