Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

One day...
On a land you discover.
That is not far from that ship,
You await to come in.
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The constant reporting done of threats,
To advance fear in a projected animosity believed.
Intentionally keeps the mind tunneled visioned...
In acts to protect,
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I am just a poet.
A philosopher of sorts.
One who cohorts with others...
With common ideals as if at sport.
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Under the current conditions of...
Premedicated fabrication.
With a representation of all that's insane!
I'd like to make this toast,
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Did they not,
Choose to make their own beds?
Did they not,
Choose the kind of lives they've led?
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They perceive themselves to be intelligent.
So they do their best to impress.
Expressing a kind of...
Hollowness.
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Perhaps you should use another tool,
To process this.
One that will allow the measurement,
Of prolificness.
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Frantic.
In an utter panic.
So confused they are,
By their own policies.
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My life,
Has never been a convenience.
It has been a strategic manuevering,
To avoid polarization.
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You tell me,
I 'should' pray.
Believing my identity,
Has led me astray.
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