Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

There is no other way to define,
Deplorable.
Or associating the term,
With a diseasing epidemic...
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There is a pity,
That has become so pitiful...
Its pitifulness,
Can only be described...
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What standards can be claimed to stay
Valued.
And who is it that remains proud,
Of their biased activities...
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Show me anything other than an enemy.
An enemy to fear with threats kept,
Near.
I seek to have Sun.
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We need You...
In our lives to undo,
What this is...
That's left us to welcome craze.
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No matter how they may be pitched.
They just keep coming.
And can not be missed.
Whether ducking away from them thrown low.
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Imagine what we all could do,
With truth kept to respect.
Imagine what we all could do,
Without a hatred to accept.
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Fame to achieve,
Seems easy to get.
Delicious, sweet and pretty.
Although not too many know,
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I've never fought,
For the right to address...
My feelings felt to express.
Nor will I allow myself,
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Can you feel it.
To understand and be candid.
Without a biased pride.
Hidden to deny.
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