Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

It is difficult for anyone,
To trust someone who jumps the gun.
Speaks from both sides of their mouth,
And runs.
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Subtle and expected to be effective,
Are those racist implications.
To those attempting to integrate,
A blending of ideals.
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I've been told I use people,
For my own personal gain.

I would like to know,
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Do I believe that you can be,
Saved?
It's not up to me,
To place that judgement made.
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I appreciate,
High cloud mornings.
When the dawn appears,
On the rise.
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Some get erotic,
When the bottom drops...
And they hit the rocks.
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Unmistakable truths,
Are cropping up like pop tarts...
To munch on like a snack,
These days.
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*'When will there be a time to love? '
Stevie Wonder wants to know.

No one arrived here,
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I use to believe any Moon could be blue.
Before I discovered there were actual Blue Moons.

Feeling depressed and selfishly centered.
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When the power of attraction comes,
Don't run.
Let that attraction be a distraction,
Before the spark of it begins to dim...
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