Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

I am my own stranger,
Sometimes.
I have no clue what I would do,
Under any circumstance.
...

We don't have to sit with chaos.
That is a choice,
Humanity does not have to make.
Pray, meditate!
...

Push push and pop it!
Don't keep it bottled up!
Or you will dropp like slop to mop.
Leaving specs and pieces left,
...

Snooped and watched...
In a primative upscale modern scheme,
To demean.
And patrolled by robots scattered.
...

Why am I seeking to be controversial?
I am not specifically seeking that at all.

However...
...

Even when warned...
People will choose to walk,
Down the wrong streets.
And do the complete opposite,
...

No one has to guess,
As to who is selfish.
It is in their conversations...
That show an absence of patience,
...

'Everything' about me you see...
My Father God,
Has taught to me.
I've heard those old stories told,
...

Why bother to get involved with folks,
Who have zero integrity?

And why do folks become disappointed,
...

Few come to know truth.
The power and the use of it.
With a significance that overrides...
Liars and their alibis.
...