Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

One day people will stop,
Beating their heads up against a wall.
And realize that steel and concrete,
Are not created to expose one's intelligence that way.
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Creatures of habit.
And receivers easily teased,
By temptations eventually addictive.
And convinced that a marketing of decadence,
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Am I new on 'this' scene?
No...
Not at all.
I'm surprise you do not remember me.
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Many are fanatics.
With over-reactive temperments.
Constantly they are in arguments.
And never satisfied with that which makes sense.
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There were plenty of opportunities,
For us then to communicate.
I even mentioned how important that was.
And you stated how you had no need for that attention.
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There are those who choose to represent,
The best subservience that can be found around.
This is more noticeable in smaller towns...
Where people live with big city dreams.
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Efforts to reduce,
A self esteem one earns...
Is too obvious a tactic,
For one who only has a talent...
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Do you honestly believe,
That saying things derogatory
About anyone...
Will suddenly be erased,
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I've learned not to accept,
But return all disagreeable attitudes.
Those tossing about any mood they choose...
May have found that comfortable to do,
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Flip flopping evaluations,
Have done nothing to stop...
The degradation of humanity.
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